Annie

… Annie.” The girl’s face just dropped. To be fair to her she was going up against someone who might legitimately be twice her size, and significantly older. She seemed super reserved but she borderline went pale.

“Ok so we can start in a minute, but I need to talk to Mitch for a bit in the other room.”

So she took you aside and explained the situation and asked that you go easy on her since she was only 18 and wasn’t even supposed to be in this tournament. You were happy to play along and get a fast and easy win. The sooner you’re done the better, right ?

So with all that in mind you went back in to find Annie standing in the middle of the makeshift wrestling ring, which was just the living room with the couches moved backwards, looking as nervous as humanly possible. She was just wearing a long-sleeved pink t-shirt with black leggings and pink ankle socks. And you stood in front of her, almost 8 inches taller and probably 50 pounds heavier, feeling almost as awkward as she was.

The mismatch was obvious to everyone in the room, and no one saw a point in extending this further than it needed to go. So we started soon after. The rules were simple, first to submit loses, winner goes on to the next round.

You started approaching your opponent, looking to end this quickly. Unfortunately she had other plans. As you got closer to her, she inched away. You start picking up the pace and in her panic, she goes around to the other side of the moved sofa, behind where all the others are seated, as they look somewhat amused. No problem, you think, you’ll just chase her. But by the time you get to where she is, she’s gotten to where you were. You essentially just switched positions. One more go of this and you’re back at square one.

“Ok that’s it,” you say as you can sense that Annie is not as scared as she was at the start, but still **** to directly engage. You decided to just start running, which elicited giggles from everyone in the room. After around 4 round trips you were starting to get a little bit tired. Stamina was always your weakness. Annie, on the other hand, looked relatively fresh, and even seemed to be enjoying this slightly. “Come on Mitch, you’re letting a teenage girl run circles around you, literally!” The room erupted in giggles once more. You saw a soft smile creep up on Annie’s face. You had to admit she looked very cute, but her actions were getting frustrating. “Yeah, just keep wearing him out. He might just give up and let you win,” added Stella. You couldn’t believe they thought this was a viable strategy in a wrestling match, surely when you caught up to her you would easily take her down. She was just delaying the inevitable.

Unfortunately for you, while you were lost in thought, you didn’t notice the black high-heeled shoes tossed on the ground behind the couch so your foot crashed right into them, and you ended up falling chest-first to the ground.