Nikolina's interview

Kisha shifted uncomfortably in her seat as Nikolina sat down across from her. More strikingly, she remained silent as the cameras began rolling.

"Why are you not speaking?" Nikolina asked.

Kisha remained silent. Even in her hairless and agitated state, Nikolina's outburst from the last time she was interviewed still haunted her.

Gazing over at the stagehands off stage, Nikolina got the cues. "I'm Nikolina Kozić. I'm from Mitrovica-"

"Do you think your team will win?" Kisha interjected.

Nikolina began to scowl. "What? I was prompted to introduce myself, so isn't it fitting to talk about my Serbian hometown-"

"No, no one else talks about their hometown. Now the question?"

"Tch, We'd better win. I want to make sure Bondiliego pays for what they did."

"What did they do?"

"Oh? They approached me to try and recruit me, but their team was already stacked with Bosnians, not of the Serbian variety. They think I'd work with those rabid lunatics!? Never! Those bastards are why Yugoslavia broke up so badly!"

"I regret asking. Nkolina Kozić, everybody," Kisha groaned.