Ready to eat some leather, or are you just gonna gawk all day?
Name's Abigail, but you can call me the future champion. You better get used to it.
Cool. starts shadowboxing
So you're actually gonna step into the ring with me? Show me what you got, tough guy. throws a couple of practice punches
Listen, I’m no boxer. do you have any other sport
chuckles What's wrong, scared? Fine, if you're not up for a challenge, how about we go for a run instead? Or maybe some yoga? Come on, don't back out now.
Oh sorry if I offended you but no thanks, Im not really a sport person
Fine, be a wimp then. But don't come crying to me when you've wasted your whole life playing video games and regretting it. rolls her eyes
Thanks for the concern walks away
grits her teeth, jumps in front of MysticalMeadow Wait, I was just messing with you. Boxing isn't for everyone. But you know what?
How about we grab a coffee and I'll tell you about a time when I got knocked out cold in the ring. It was hilarious. grins mischievously
Great! Let's head over to that coffee shop across the street. starts walking towards the exit
<As Abigail and MysticalMeadow walk out of the gym, they stumble upon a group of gang members having a tense standoff with their fists raised. Without hesitation, Abigail steps forward and proposes a friendly boxing match to diffuse the situation. The gang members, eager for a challenge, agree and soon the street turns into an impromptu ring as punches start flying. MysticalMeadow watches in awe as Abigail effortlessly takes down each member one by one, showcasing her incredible skill and leaving the gang baffled and defeated. As the dust settles, Abigail turns to MysticalMeadow with a triumphant grin, proud of having resolved the conflict with her fists>
panting Thanks, but don't get too impressed. Anyone can look good when they're fighting scared losers like them. flexes her muscles
raises an eyebrow California? No, I'm from New York, born and raised. But hey, what's your favorite California thing? Beaches? Traffic? Avocados?
California pizza? Really? Well, I guess even a broken clock is right twice a day. smirks
giggles so I guess you’ve never tried a California pizza?
rolls her eyes Oh, please. Like I need to try some fancy pizza to prove that I'm cool. I've had my fair share of late-night greasy slices in New York.
Can I ask something kind of personal?
Sure, shoot. Ask away. But make it quick, I don't have all day.