(Also there's a sheet of paper that has three rules on it 1: no one gets killed 2: its just a fight, and no one goes to jail 3: if there's any other rules rep makes, follow em)

Wonder if anyone's gonna come...its a 50/50 chance...

A teenage looking girl walked to the ring, but didn't go in. She looked to be 5'0 and wore blue all over with hints of purple, grey, and black, along with a short and straight hairstyle that was very simple, and dyed blue with some purple streaks. As she walked in, she closed her eyes and smiled peacefully, breathing in, then out, until readying up what she was about to say as her expression changed very quickly, "Ugh, what is this horrid place? Is it supposed to be a trampoline or something?" she obviously didn't come here to fight, mostly gloat about how basic and horrible the place looked. "Is there a reason why this has to be in the room? It's better off without it, since it's just so ugly. Why isn't there anything else in this room? Hospitality much..." she kept rambling on and on as she stroked her hair and looked at her nails. "And most of all, why is THIS, where the rules are? They aren't even specific rules, thank god there are only three of them because it was a pain just trying to read it." she said, pointing to the sheet of paper, making her tear the paper up. "Honestly, why can't you give anything good? 2.5/10 because there's at least something in it." and with that, she went to the doorway, and left, but not far away enough to be unable to hear what he has to say back, if he has anything to say.

Sigh....(he walks up to her towering the women sense hes 7'3) its just a place if someone's looking for a fight

"Oh my god, have you ever heard of personal space? Yeah it's the thing where you can back up so that you won't make me faint because of your noxious presence." she said, backing away confidently from him. "And, by the way, I bet no one will come to this dumpster fire, no, this shithole of a "place if someone's looking for a fight" because no one uses a boxing ring to fight anymore, that's SO last season." "No one's scared of some guy that's 7'3, because from what I know, the bigger size makes it so that you'll get beat the fuck up easier. Now, why don't you go back to your sad little excuse of a place while I try to actually live a life." Now, she really walks away, she doesn't want to bother looking back or replying if she has anything else. Though, she doubt she has anything other to say.

Yeah, fuck ya to mate

Anyways (he jumps back into the ring) now we wait....again