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Olivia blurs away for half a heartbeat. When she's back you have maybe a quarter of a second to react to the ball shooting for your head. You choose to dive for the ground with a girlish shriek, any dignity forgotten in favor of survival. That was closer to a cannonball than any kind of pass!

"I was think we'd play a little one-on-one, normie. Every point you score, you get a piece of clothing back. Every point I score, I'll take one back. Or get creative. Come at me with everything you have normie!" She shifts into a ready stance.

Groaning you bend over to retrieve the ball, and ready yourself for more humiliation.