You Seem Familiar

The first official win that Conza Delejabon had gotten was on an opponent that almost seemed to not take their match all that seriously. Conza had defeated her after she tried to humiliate him by looking for whatever fetish she thought he had. Her name was Suzanna Mey. Though she was a foot taller than Conza, she lost to him. This helped Conza's confidence; showing him that an opponent's height was not going to be a deciding factor in any of his future matches. After securing his victory, the young man went a bit overboard and went on to put her in another submission. (It was short lived) Before they both went their separate ways, Conza suggested that they should meet up another time to talk.

And hopefully today would be that day. Conza, being a bit old fashioned and a bit impared when it came to technology, sent a letter to the woman. It would have read: "Hello, Suzanna. Its me, Conza. I would like to meet up with you to talk, like I said at the end of our match. I have written my apartment number for you and hope to see you soon."

Since sending that letter, Conza was always half-prepared just in case she decided to drop by his apartment in Tension.

Suzanna recieved the letter after a day or two. She found it quite silly that he sent a letter, in this day and age. Guess it was necessary for him, as he didn't have her number. Reading the address on the card, she would stand up, and head to his apartment, wearing her sexy wrestling gear, and knock on his door. "Hellloo, Conzaa~"

Conza hears a knock at the door. He knew that it would be Suzanna at the door, and he would promptly answer it. "Hey there. How...Are you?" He got a look at her and blushes very lightly. "Um...Come in, Suzanna."

She struts in, making sure her hip bumps against his when she walks in. For whatever reason, her wrestling gear was on, and tighter then usual. "Nice place you got." She says, putting a purse down. "And thanks for inviting me."

Conza gives a nod as she walks in and sets her purse down. "Y-Yeah..." Closing the door, he shuffles past her and sits down on the couch. His house gad some fancy furniture in it. Red white and gold where the main colors, and rhe furniture was of a French theme.

She took a seat next to him. "So, whatcha call me here for?" She asks, smiling sweetly. "Take up my offer?"

"Well it has uh...Been a while. Tell me again what that offer was?" Conza sorta remembered but at the same time he did not. Conza couldn't help but give Suzanna another look over to see what she was wearing. It was rather tight...

"Well, it wasn't a offer." "You wanted to get together, so here I am." She presents, bowing for him on the couch, curving so he can see her womanly features. "Like what you see, big guy?" She asks.

Conza didnt mean to gawk, and thats what he was doing. He did the same thing at a club and it wasnt nice. Conza makes a nervous laugh "I um...Guess." He replies. Moving in from that, Conza looks away towards his kitchen. "Would you like anything to drink? Some water or cola or...Something alcoholic? "

She smiles almost teasidly. "No, but I know what I wanna eat." She says, scooting close to him. "And I think you know too." She reminds, basically hugging him.