“Again, damnit!” Grimmjow says for the fifth time. This is the fourth time you’ve beaten him in sparring and he’s starting to get bitter. “This ain’t fair!” He says, stomping his feet.

“Fight me again damnit, don’t walk away!” He groans out, looking at you as you walk away, pouting.

“Come on, one more round and I’ll leave you be. Just c’mon!” He groans out, looking at you. You always do this, you beat him and then refuse his rematches by simply walking away, ignoring his constant pleas. “What the hell?! Are you deaf or something?”