Back to the changing room.

She turned quickly and ran back into the changing room. she hurried over to her bag, and grabbed her sports jacket. "knew these jackets were too short" she said to herself, trying her hardest to pull her jacket down over her crotch. The coach came back in. "Rochelle?" she exclaimed, staring at the coat-clad girl. "what on earth are you doing?" "well, it's a little complicated. one of the opposing team just tore all my clothes off me." the coach went over, and smiled. "probably not fit to play then?" she said with a giggle. "n-not really. sorry, I feel like I let the team down." Rochelle replied, tears forming in her eyes. cup finals had always been her favourite day, and she'd never missed a single one. "well, they need to lock the room. grab a towel for your waist and meet me on the bench. I'll let the team know." the coach patted her on the shoulder, and left. Rochelle pulled a towel around her waist, zipped her jacket up and hurried to catch up with the coach.

throughout the game, her teammates would offer her warm drinks to stave off the cold. "i'd be better if I was out there.