A plan to blackmail her

"Is she breathing?" asks the Jacked one looking at Alexandria passed out on the floor.

"Yeah, she is," says the short man leaning over to listen to her breathing, "She's fucked out of her mind, but she'll come to. Hey Chase, how'd the video turn out? Are our friends at Fox going to love it or not?"

The one holding the phone and the leader of the five, Chase, is preoccupied watching the video playback. He knows this is perfect for destroying AOC.

"Guys, I have a better idea." He says with an evil grin as the others look at him curiously. "We can end her career now and be over with it, but with this video, we have our ticket into Congress and cushiony jobs for us," he says.

"But no fucking way, I'm working for no damn lib," the Jacked one says, asserting his stance on the issue.

"No, you see, you don't understand," Chase says as he manically chuckles, "We control her! all her decisions, speeches, and policy would be ours, and there's nothing she can do about it. Think about it: AOC is the Republican party's newest Latina bimbo puppet, and we're the ones controlling her!"

"So she gets to be our cum dumpster and our ticket to DC," says the Jacked one entirely on board, "I can get with that," he says as they all nod over the cum covered, coked-out, passed-out AOC on the floor