Arriving at the house, you note several cars parked out on the road. It seems she has guests-- hopefully they aren't involved in the punishment. You take a breath, and ring the doorbell. After waiting for what feels like an eternity, the door gets answered.
Angel is wearing a revealing white bikini with a pink flower pattern, holding a pair of sunglasses. The smile on her face quickly turns to disappointment. "Oh. It's you. You're late."
You're not sure why, but you're wounded by the lack of emotion behind her words. "Only by 40 minutes..." You hope your sheepish response elicits a more positive reaction. She beckons you inside, continuing.
"And 35 minutes ago, I told the board that you weren't able to hold up your end of the deal," she leads you further into her house. "30 minutes ago, I told a couple of my friends I was having a pool party, and unlike you, they're actually able to show up on time," she half-heartedly mocks, opening the doors to the backyard, revealing four other women lounging around in the pool area. Though they're all fit, none of them really seem like proper athletes like Angel. If she wasn't so pissed off, you might have asked her more about them.
"I'm willing to give you a second chance, Kylie. If you entertain me and my friends, I might email the board and ask them to ignore that last message." You know her word holds a lot of sway in the League, so she'll make good on her end of the bargain.
"What... do you mean by entertain?"
She smirks, looking up and down at your body. "What do you think?"
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