Proudly, without fear, I step towards you in the middle of the carpet.
Your eyes flash at me cheekily, arrogantly.
Smell that mixture of sunscreen and sweat.
I stop an arm's length in front of you and look you in the eye, unimpressed.
"You do realize that this was your last chance to run away?
But well, you wouldn't have it any other way."
I take another deep breath.
Then i kick your thigh with my left foot.
Your face is still busy showing your surprise when my left hand grabs the cord between your two baskets and pulls you towards me.
The slap from my right hand lands resoundingly on your cheek.