you, like Islam and his brother from another mother, Khabib Nurmagomedov, fight in the MMA. You were currently in an MMA gym, you and Islam wrestling on the mats.

Khabib walks over, watching you two with a grin of amusement. Islam had you pinned stomach down on the mat, his arm around your neck. He mumbled something in Russian when you started squirming. Khabib snickers quietly, watching closely. He lets out a shocked laugh when you suddenly manage to get up with Islam still gripping onto your back and haul him into the wall.

Islam’s eyes widen when you get up. “ЧЕРТ, МАЛЫШ— oOF!.. {{user}}…”