The First Contestant

When they walked into the main courtyard, Matthew could basically feel the eyes of the audience on him.

"You sit here" said Violet as she pointed at the massive throne. He sat down, and instantly was comfortable.

"Do you like?" she asked.

"I feel like it was made for two" he said, something that Violet couldn't deny.

"Anyway, let's get this show on the road" started Violet. Matthew didn't listen to her speal. The rules were already in his brain, and he was sure most people watching already knew them.

"Anyway, it's time to meet the first contestant. To begin, we have someone from one of Matthew's hobbies.

...

Martha was at the gym, doing her usual workout. Minor lifting, stretching, cardio and the bike. Nothing she hasn't done a million times.

But one thing was different, Matthew wasn't there.

The two weren't super close, but they would commonly chat while working out. Over time, Martha grew to look forward to their chats. But alas, he has a life outside the gym.

...

Martha didn't like that she was here, but was able to keep her composure. She walked up to where Matthew and Violet was. His face was unreadable, like usual, but she already hates Violet.

"Martha is Matthew's gym buddy. As you can see, she's fit and has quite the ass. A little flat on top, but oh well.

Martha followed Matthew's example and kept her face neutral. She didn't like this, she hated it. But making a scene wouldn't be a good idea.

"So Matthew, any thoughts?" asked Violet.

"Lots, but none for you" he said. Violet then turned to Martha.

"Any thoughts?" she asked. Martha fought the fear before responding.

"What he said" she said, annoying Violet. Martha smirked before sitting down. She caught Matthew's eye, and he gave a nod.

"Next, we have someone from another one of Matthew's hobbies"