"Yes."

You nod as you give your answer. This isn't what you had in mind, but if this is what it takes, you're willing to wrestle your crush if it means she'll agree to go out with you.

Riley smirks. "Good. Like I said, the rules are simple. No holds-barred, dirty moves and all. First to submit is the loser."

You nod anxiously and gulp.

"Aw, don't worry," she says playfully. "I'm gonna go easy on you. Just put up a good fight."

"R-right. Ok."

You look to your right and see a coffee table has been pushed to the wall, leaving a wide open space between the couch and TV for your "wrestling match".

"You ready? I'm only gonna give you one chance. If you lose, you are never gonna live it down~"

Riley looks you dead in the eye and enters a professional-looking fighting stance. Remembering that you've never actually won a fight before, you start to get a sinking feeling.

"Woo! Go Charlie!" Hayley cheers.

"KICK HIS ASS!!" Shouts Veronica.

Riley smirks and makes a taunting gesture. It's clear she wants you to make the first move.