You can't, fuck!

A little too winded, a little too bent up, Tiffany holds your superior weight down for a count of 3. You stop resisting, she lets you go. You storm off to your corner & holler something roughly analogous to shit! After a cooling off period, the crowd is giggling at something.

What's she doing now?

The Schoolgirl's current antic is phone photo. Taken while you were sulking & projected on the titantron with the title '#sourpuss'

You turn back around, & muster all your willpower to not break that damn phone.

Tiffany wins 1 point for pin.