South jerks around in a futile attempt to pull herself free and get back to her feet. But, the last of her energy exhausted and panting heavily from the exertion herself, even she can't deny that she's lost the fight.

Fuck. Washington was one thing, but now York too?

Still, knowing and admitting are two different things. Oh so maturely, she twists her head back and spits at him. "Fuck you."