Who cares?
"Stop it!" the boy yelled, trying to hold you off.
"Well, give it and I will!" you roared. "You stole it,
so give it back - or else!"
"And what would a little girl like you be able to do?" the
boy asked, a little mockingly.
He had touched the wrong nerve.
"A little girl like ME?" you replied in a dangerous voice.
With that, you drew back your hand and slapped him across the face.
"You - "
The boy caught hold of your flailing hand, and rolled over so that he
was on top of you instead.
"Lay - off - !"
The wrestling match continued, until you finally snatched the
brown-coloured object out of his hand.
"Aha!" you said in triumph.
Who cares? What matters most right now is that you get that
Time-Turning thing back right now, or else you're going to be stranded
here forever!
