IR Day 11 - Serious business

You shepherd your team through the pouring rain to the camp’s pitiful little dining hall, where Kate and Nea have made a pretty good breakfast of greasy eggs and sausage. The smell of the food is nice, but not as nice as the sight of Ingrid, who is with Blue Team. She stands out to you, glowing like an angel in her red running shorts and white t-shirt with a blonde woman on it.

You break away from your team and go straight to her for a kiss, but you keep it quick. She blushes and holds your hands.

“Who’s this?” you ask, looking at her shirt.

“Kerli,” she says like you should know who that is. Whatever.

“Hey America,” Adella shouts. “Stop it.”

“Stop what?” you call back, turning on her.

“Spying on my players.”

“Bitch, if I was spying on you, you’d know it,” you reply. “Wait, that didn’t come out right. Wait. Let me try again.”

“Shoo.” Adella gestures for you to go back to your team.

You turn back to Ingrid. “I’m going to work with my team a little today. Can I see you later?”

She nods with a smile. You have no plans and no ability to execute anything like a decent date in this horrible place, but that doesn’t seem to bother Ingrid much.

You rejoin your team, and Lara shows up, dripping.

“You get it?” you ask her, taking a drink of coffee.

“Course,” she replies with a roguish wink. She’s back too soon, and you can tell she didn’t get laid.

“No sexual favors?” you ask.

“No, Claudette’s too smart. She’d rather have us owe her one because she thinks FUTA will be quite popular,” Lara says, helping herself to food.

“Smart,” Max says.

“I want her even more now,” Lara says grumpily.

“Is she your type?” Elena asks.

“God, yes.” Lara must mean it because she looks intense. Claudette better watch out, because now Lara’s going to stop at nothing to hook up with her before this weekend ends.

Back at the cabin, you go over the video and consider what the analysts said about the game. Lara gets serious and takes her place as your unofficial vice-captain. You have a pretty good idea of what went wrong. It wasn’t about getting outplayed, it was about a failure to match their coordinated aggression and adapt.

These are things that you can work on, but you’ll have to talk to Tiff about it.

The team would rather be lying around feeling sorry for themselves, but they give you their attention for the two hours that it takes to go over the game.

The rain’s not letting up. That’s the best you can do under the circumstances. Now it’s time for R&R, but there’s just not much to do but nap, eat snacks, and watch the rain. You want to go looking for Ingrid, but then what? Bring her back here? Hang out at Blue Team’s cabin? Those are your options. As long as it’s storming like this, you aren’t getting any privacy.

Bring Ingrid back to these idiots?

Or see if Blue Team will let you hang out?