Accept her generous offer.

You reluctantly agree and nod your head to let her know you’ve accepted the deal. If you’re going to lose your first match, at least it will be over quickly. Cherry offers you a wicked grin, “Nice, a company girl. The higher-ups are gonna love you.” she grumbles as she hoists you up for a body slam. You yelp as she lifts you off your feet and cry out as your body hits the mat with a SLAM. You open your eyes to see Sour Cherry Bomb bending over and staring you in the face. “But I can’t stand ass-kissers!” She hollers as she begins stomping on your golden locks and grabs your hands. She pulls with all her strength, lifting your head off the mat as your hair remains underneath Cherry’s boots. You can feel your hair being wrenched as you howl in pain as Cherry laughs.

Cherry lets your head drop to the mat after she had her fill. You instinctively grab your head and massage your roots. Before you get a chance to even think of a counterattack, you’re already being pulled by handfuls of your hair and hoisted back to your feet. Cherry holds you close to her face and haughtily says, “This is just the beginning bitch!” as she nails you in the face with a hardy slap. You stumble backwards, clutching your left cheek, and feel the rest of your face turn red with embarrassment. She just belittled you in front of everybody. You feel flustered and short of breath as the crowd begins cheering for Sour Cherry. You walk up to return the favor only to be slapped on the other side of your face, causing you to whip your face to the side and stumble towards the ropes. You cling onto the ropes, realizing that she is simply too fast for you.

Now both your cheeks are red from stinging slaps, and your face is red from embarrassment. It was definitely a mistake to take Cherry at face value.