#dashquinn

I’ve got a dare for you.

I don't know why you wouldn't, given that I've always been brutally honest with you even when you whine about it. Like you said before, my problem wasn't with Ryder it was with you so you shouldn't have any reason not to believe it but whether you do or don't really doesn't matter. I just wanted to let you know that attempting to tire out the competition is weak, and that I'll see you friday.

No, I was feeling him out, to see if he planned to throw the match or anything himself. He made it clear he was saving his ass and that was fine. I was waiting to discuss it with Rachel since she and BRody were who I'd be answering to, but you ended up making up my mind for me anyhow.

I'm not going to fault anyone for anything. I just was letting you know that I was willing to work with you on this whole thing, and after tonight I'm not. You want to play for real, we will.

No I mean he blatantly told me he cared more abotu saving his hide them one of ours. He blatantly told me he had to win so he didn't get whipped. I don't think he gives a crap. Though, I wouldn't be surprised if the both of you are shady enough to say compeltely different things in private than you're willing to say out loud.

You decided you needed to tire me out for this whole thing, spent the entire night like that for a fight, that I'm supposed to just take lying down to save a kid who doesn't give a damn about protecting any of us and admitted to that?

You really needed to do an experiment do know that one girl who eats a single sandwhich a day can't take on a room full of 200 pound men? Forget it. For the record, as of this morning, I was going to throw the match, so that no matter what Ryder wouldn't have to be whipped. Now I'm not. If the two of you want to play dirty, then fine. We'll fight.

Exhausting me when I need to train tomorrow. Were you afraid Ryder isn't capable? Was weakening me your angle?