Zoey Hamilton vs William Castur - standard match

" It'd be easier to get me to go down when serving drinks and trying to out-wrestle me " Zoey would joke, her quick wit never seeming to end. Or rather not ending until she took a swift kick to the ribs which would make Zoey fall back onto her behind and hold onto her ribs as she sat on the mat.

"You little bitch" Zoey would say, before realising that the insult didn't quite fit as much when she was fighting a male rather than a female, she would then say more to herself than to William " cunt?" Wondering if her go-to British insult would fit the sentence better.

Zoey would be left sitting down for a few seconds before making another move which would mostly likely leave her open for a counter attack.

"Well looks like you've been shaken...not umm stirred?" Will cringed at his own comment. He really wanted to use a bar themed line but maybe this wasn't the best time to try it out. He just shook his head and tried to ignore Zoey. It was clear to him that nothing good would come from listening to her.

Will would try to run towards his downed opponent, looking to build up momentum. Once he got close enough he would try to drop down and drive his elbow into her body. He hoped that would finally be enough to buy him enough time for a pin if he was successful.

Zoey would still be seated on the ground, panting from the blows to the stomach, despite her strong endurance she was better taking moves in the long term than she was getting up and brushing them off, though she is admittedly quite good at both.

Zoey wouldn't even look up at William and rather would just watch his feet running against the ropes before finally looking up right when the elbow drop connected with her and knocked Zoey down.

The running elbow would finally be enough to knock Zoey down as she collided with both her opponent's elbow and the mat, letting out all the air in her lungs as she got rocked between them both.
Zoey would be sprawled out on the mat and would for once have nothing to say as her chest and stomach quickly inflated and deflated as she was desperately trying to get air back into her and recover while looking up to the top of the arena.

Despite his sub par pun, it seemed that he had succeeded in leaving Zoey speechless. He grinned as he saw the girl sprawled out, a job well done. Since she had nothing to say Will figured the scottish girl must actually be tiring out. He didn't want to waste any time and would immediately go in for a pin. He crawled on top of her and would slightly raise one of her legs. He would look up at the ref, waiting for them to come over and start the count.

"ONE..." The ref would start. The pin attempt was met by cheers from the crowd. Finally will thought that he would be able to end the match. While he definitely wasn't enjoying getting hit, it was free publicity for the bar and that would mean more tips for him.

Zoey would still be dazed when she slightly heard the first count, she knew that she needed to kick out but had to actually focus and use lots of energy to prep herself to force William off.

Zoey would hear the second count " two..." and would start to move her arms a little bit and then just as the ref started to say the T in " Three" Zoey would try to sit up and push William off her at the same time, sitting still for a second while panting before saying " 1 more drink" and grinning at Will, if she had to endure the pain then she wanted William to have to endure the frustration of Zoey's endurance.

Will was unceremoniously pushed off of his opponent at the last second. He would quickly slam his fist against the mat, disappointed that he wasn't able to stay on the girl for a second longer. He would look at the blue haired girl as he slowly made his way to his feet. "You couldn't afford it." He replied back.

"Damn...how tough is this girl?" Will would wonder out loud. Regardless of the answer he had to try to continue his offence. If he got up before Zoey he would try to lift the girl up so he could toss her into the ropes.

Zoey's face would drop for a second and her face would be slightly blank as her opponent managed to have a witty enough response that Zoey couldn't think up a comeback right away.

Zoey would spend a little too much time on the mat as William would be forced to lift her up and then Zoey would have to quickly strengthen her legs and get braced to move again when she got irished whipped

Zoey yet again would catch onto the ropes when she reached them and look back at William with a giant grin on her face and just say " Very " before running back towards William, at this point in the match Zoey didn't have the time or thought process left to realise that she was basically stopping Wills plan just to run back towards him which is what he wanted anyway.

Zoey would try to run towards William and go for a second hip attack as she jumped in the air and turned her rear towards Will, though this time it would probably be a lot easier to anticipate and reverse.

Will had expected Zoey to grab the ropes and was going to charge at her. He was a bit surprised though to see her run back at him. Thinking on his feet he would prepare for the blue haired girl's charge. When she threw her hip at him he was ready to catch it. Zoey slammed onto him and would knock him a few steps back, but he would stand his ground and try to wrap his hands around her hips. "Not gonna get me with that again!"

Hopefully he had taken Zoey by surprise. If he was able to he would strain himself as he tried to quickly lift the girl  off of her feet. He would then try to fall back and throw the girl over him, tossing her behind him and onto the mat.

Zoey would gasp as she was caught and couldn't help but blush as William managed to catch her body being hurled at him but her slight moment of distraction would be payed for greatly as she would then be lifted up again and and launched behind William hitting the mat.

Zoey would grunt in pain as she got the mat and would be left completely sprawled out after the move only moving her head a little bit, she was still blushing at the idea that a man had just grabbed Zoey around the hips although it was more-so because Zoey left little option than anything else.
Zoey would have worse things to worry about though as she was left on the mat heaving for air.

Will would get to his knees as he took a look at his sprawled out opponent. "Ok..." He huffed. " No way you're getting back up." He would continue. He would crawl on top of Zoey and try to grab her arms. If he could he would slam them to the mat by her head. He would stay laying on top of his opponent, a bit tired himself, and wait for the ref to start another count.

"One!" The ref would start. Will would get ready for Zoey to start struggling. He didn't think his opponent would take this lying down. If she started squirming too much, Will would try to drive a knee into her stomach to hopefully quiet her down.