Chapter 5 Conflict
Bursting with new found vitality as Claga springs up out of the old rickety cot, wiggling his muscles to get out the kinks from his joints.
Feeling so good as he then waltz toward the exit of the room, reacting to this motion of his with her face contorted in disdain at his action, rushing up from behind him as the yellow biker shorts female grips Claga on his right shoulder and says, who said your ass could step out of here yet.
Paused as his feet station after being touched, not even looking at the woman who has put her hand on him without permission, vocalizing with a cool demeanor, but with a hint of verve, Claga says, do you want to get physical right now girl. Because you have a good 30 seconds to leave your hand from my shoulder.
Not phased at Claga's bold threat, the yellow biker shorts girl says, what's going to happen if I don't. You should be thanking us for bringing you here and feeding your ass.
Shifting his neck toward where her hand is stilled placed, Claga gives off a ready to stir trouble stare.
End of Chapter 5