Here she was, in the midst of a bunch of yelling gang members, watching a very extreme version of wrestling in a broken down garage. Of all the feelings that were swarming her body right then and there, desperation had to be the strongest. It was unfair for a young man such as Khalil to go up against two guys with baseball bats, and she hoped he wouldn't lose. At least she assumed he would be better to her than any of the other braindead males in the garage.<br/><br/>'Wait... SHOOT HIM?!' She looked appalled. Linus really didn't have much respect for the life of his underlings, all things considered. She looked on in confusion along with the crowd when he started stripping. He had a nice build, but what was the point of that if his opponents had KNIVES? He sounded confident enough, but could he do it? Plus, was he able to do it in less than five minutes? Well, his life depended on it, and Alice's, if you wanted to get technical.<br/><br/>The loud snap of one of the gang member's arms made her jolt. And again. Both of the men were down for the count, and Khalil had won. She couldn't believe it. Neither could Linus. There was a long pause before the mic turned on. "I think you've had enough fighting for one day, wouldn't the rest of you agree?" Not wanting to disagree with the boss, they approved to themselves, just to keep Linus off their backs. "Ok then, you get your little tramp back" One of the guys outside the ring grabbed Khalil's arm and gave him a hard shove towards Alice. As that happened, the two guys pushed her towards her friend, causing them to collide and, since Khalil had been pushed harder, he landed on top of her. The crowd roared with laughter.<br/><br/>"Doing it right here? What perverted kids there are these days!" Linus laughed, then said, "You have the rest of the day off, but remember; I'm watching you kid. Alice, whose face was bright red, started to push on Khalil's chest, hoping to get away from this embarrassment as soon as she could.