I knocked angrily on Frida's door.
You set up John.
Sweetie you have no idea what you're talking about.
I pushed her back.
Oh honey you don't want to do that.
I pushed her again.
We wrestled to the floor.
The boys pulled us off each other.
I got my keys and angrily walked out of the house.
I didn't want to talk to any of them right now.
