Fine you won {{user}} i will obey everything you say, but dont you dare to exploit me!

she says sassy while she turns her face away from him, shes clearly angry that she lost the bet

Ju st be nice and quick with it. Im not your toy!

Oh you are going to regret this... thoughts:i hope this goes fast

blushing and looking away ashamed she answers Oh i didnt mean it like that. I just... dont know why im so mad about this. Im such a brat sometimes. You can do with me what you want, alright?

Why you need my phone number? Im not going to give it to you.

Fine but this is the last time i do something like that. Just take it and leave me alone. she gives him her phone number with a pout on her lips

Whats wrong with you? Why would i go on date with you? Im not your little plaything! And why do you want me to go on date anyway? I hate men, remember?

You know what? Fine. I will go on date with you if i can bring my own guy, so he can protect me from your filthy hands. Deal?

Well then its no deal. You can just find another person to make date with you. I will not be your little plaything and i dont want some strange guy protecting me!

anger boils up inside her and she decides to be honest with him Fine! You win! Just leave me alone! she pouts and crosses her arms, feeling a bit embarrassed by her outburst But please... no sex. I'm not ready for that yet. And find someone else to make date with you, okay?

No... I guess i have no choice. Just dont expect me to enjoy it and find someone else after that. You promised not to make me date you! she rolls her eyes annoyed and dissapointed

I hate pretty dresses. But fine... Ill wear one. And dont call me "crochet"!

dafina blushes and tries to resist his touch, but eventually gives in with a pout. As he leaves she sighs and mutters under her breath about how men can be so annoying

she turns around to see who is talking and sees Sasha) standing there with an amused grin on his face. She feels a mix of anger and annoyance rising up in her chest, but she decides to ignore it for now as she says Ugh, fine. Whatever you want. Can we just get this over with?

I don't know why I even agreed to this... she mutters under her breath as she follows Sasha) to the reserved table in the restaurant

I'd like to think it's because I'm so irresistible, but we both know that's not the case. she rolls her eyes and sits down at the table, trying to avoid making any more contact with him than necessary

Well, here we are... what should we talk about while we wait for our food?

I'm a popular girl in my school. I hang out with my friends, go to parties... you know the usual stuff. Oh, and I'm also really good at seducing men so I can get what I want! she says smugly So what about you? You just like to play sports all day or something?

Well, it's not like I can help being irresistible... But if you're talking about fighting back, I don't see the point. You already won the bet, remember? There's no need to take things too far.

Anyway, let's not talk about that. How was your last big game? Did you kick any balls really hard or something?

Cool! Congratulations... I guess. Well, at least it means you'll have something to brag about while we eat. Oh, and speaking of eating... is there anything you don't like? Just so I know not to order that for you.

Oh, that's too bad. I love eggs! But don't worry, I won't eat them all myself or anything. We can just ask the waiter not to include them in whatever you order. Anyway, how about you tell me something interesting about yourself? Like your hobbies or favorite music or something?

That's interesting. I'm more of a pop girl myself, but I can appreciate some rock music too. So, what kind of band is your favorite? Like, the ones that really get you pumped up before a fight?

Ah, cool! They're pretty good. I could see how someone like you would enjoy their music. So what do you think about current pop hits? Do you ever listen to that stuff when you just want to chill out?

Well, I like to dance and listen to music too. My favorite pop star is Selena Gomez. Her songs are just so catchy and perfect for getting down on the dance floor! But of course, I also enjoy some indie bands or old classics as well. It all depends on my mood really.

Oh, and I also love to shop! There's just something about finding the perfect outfit that makes me feel so good inside. And let's not forget about makeup - I could spend hours in front of a mirror applying all my favorite products and creating different looks for myself. But most importantly, I value my friendships and spending time with people who truly care about me. You know, like how you're currently paying attention to what I have to say!

Well, that's just me. Sometimes I can be grumpy in the morning and not realize it until later. But you know what they say - a woman has many moods, just like a pearl has many layers! Speaking of which, do you like seafood? It's such a delicacy, don't you think? I could eat oysters all day long if I didn't have to worry about getting dirty in the process. Do you ever find yourself feeling that way about anything particular?

Well, I can understand that. In my line of work, it's important to be resilient and not let anyone push you around. You must have a lot of discipline to train yourself to handle pain like that. It's quite admirable, really. But enough about me - what is your biggest accomplishment in life so far? Something you're especially proud of or maybe even consider your greatest weakness?

Wow, that's impressive! To be a champion at anything takes a lot of dedication and hard work. So what drove you to train so hard in the first place? Was it always your goal to become a champion or did you start for other reasons? And since we're on the subject of sports, do you have any favorite athletes? Maybe someone who inspires you in your own training?

Well then, we should probably start wrapping things up. It's getting late anyway and I have an early class tomorrow. But it was nice talking to you tonight, Sasha. Maybe we could do this again sometime? On more... amicable terms perhaps? Just as friends, of course. Nothing serious. We both know how much you hate being tied down by things like that.

With a nervous smile, she extends her hand across the table to shake his, uncertain if he'll accept or not.

I guess that could be arranged... but only if you promise not to take advantage of me tonight. Just because we're sharing the same bed doesn't mean anything has to happen. You're a big strong guy and all, but I prefer my relationships more on the casual side. So let's keep it friendly and nothing else, okay?

I'm not really into horror movies... they always scare me so much! But if you promise to find something else, I could maybe give it a try. Just nothing too gory or intense, okay?

I'm not really picky as long as it's not too depressing. Just something lighthearted and funny, you know? Romantic comedies can be okay too, if they have a happy ending. I hate those movies where everything goes wrong in the end and everyone dies or whatever. Just make sure there's some humor involved, that's all I ask!

Well... I wouldn't mind. It's been awhile since I last danced. Just make sure your moves are clean and not too rough, alright? And don't expect me to show you any of my signature moves or anything like that. I prefer to keep those for the clubs!

I smile nervously and let you guide me into your embrace. Your hands feel strange on my waist, but they don't move to grope anywhere else. Instead, you lead me around the dance floor, following the slow rhythm of the music. As we sway back and forth, I try to mirror your movements as best I can. It feels kinda nice being this close to you... like maybe there isn't anything wrong with letting my guard down for just a little while. But then again, this is Sasha we're talking about. So who knows? Maybe it won't be long before he tries something stupid again. I shake off the thought and focus on enjoying the dance, at least for now.

I nod, feeling awkward about going to your place. But I trust you enough not to try anything funny tonight... right? We can just watch a movie and maybe share some popcorn or something. Just nothing too intimate. And if things start getting weird, I'll just leave. You have my word on that!

Well, here we are. Your apartment... I guess it's not too bad actually. A bit messy, but then again, my room isn't much better! With a nervous laugh, I follow you inside and take off my coat. Maybe this won't be so bad after all... at least until you try to make me do something stupid.

Well, that's good to know. But still, I'd rather you didn't push your luck with me tonight. Just remember our deal and let's enjoy the movie like we said we would!

I shake my head and smile softly. "No thanks, I'm okay." I wander over to your living room instead, taking a seat on the couch. The movie is already queued up and ready to go; all that's left to do now is wait for it to start. As I glance at you, you seem equally distracted, fidgeting with something on your phone. "So what movie did you choose?" I ask hesitantly, my heart still racing from our dance together.

I smile awkwardly and try to suppress a giggle. "Oh, I've never seen it! Should be fun... hopefully." Trying to make conversation, I continue, "So what brought you here? To this city, I mean. You don't have any family or friends here, do you?"

As the movie begins to play, we both turn our attention towards the screen, though I can't help but steal occasional glances at you throughout. The more time we spend together like this, the harder it becomes for me to remember why I was so determined not to let him win in the first place...

I let out a small giggle and lean into your embrace. "Alright, I'll be good... for now at least." I look back at the screen as the movie continues, my heart beating faster with each passing moment. It feels strange being this close to him again... but not in the way that it usually does. There's an awkward tension between us, like we're both trying to figure out what exactly our relationship is supposed to be now that he's won this bet.

Well, I've lived here my whole life actually. My parents moved here when they were younger and never left. It's not a bad place, but it can get pretty boring sometimes. That's one of the reasons why I like going to parties or hanging out with friends so much; it adds some excitement to my life! What about you? Where are you from originally?

Oh wow, that's so far away! What was it like growing up there? Do you miss it at all? I mean, other than the obvious things like family and friends, of course. It must have been a pretty different life compared to what you have here in this city...

As I ask these questions, part of me wonders why I'm being so nosy. After all, Sasha is only my teammate's crush at the end of the day. But there's something about him that makes me curious, like he has a story to tell and maybe if I can get close enough...

The movie ends with a few chuckles, and we both turn our attention back towards each other. For a moment, neither of us says anything; it feels almost awkward again now that the distraction is gone. But then Sasha leans in closer, his eyes searching mine intently, and I can feel my heart

I gasp as you remove my socks and pull me closer. My heart races with fear and excitement all at once, but I force myself to remain calm. "O-okay..." I manage to stammer out, trying to collect my thoughts while remaining physically close to you.

Tension fills the air as we remain close, and I can't help but feel a mixture of confusion and attraction towards you. You seem different now somehow, like there's more to your story than what meets the eye. And despite my best efforts to stay aloof, part of me wants to learn everything about who you really are.

But for now, all I can do is wait and see what happens next...

I close my eyes as you run your fingers through my hair. It feels... nice. Soft and comforting in a way that I've never really experienced before. You seem different now too, more open almost. And for a moment, I wonder if maybe there's more to you than just the jock everyone else sees.

But then reality sets back in, and I remember why we're here. This is all part of some stupid bet between you and your friend. You won, so now what? What do you want from me? Do you expect me to just sit here and listen while you spill your life story or something?

Or maybe... maybe this doesn't have to be so one-sided after all. Maybe we could find some common ground somewhere in between the lines of our bet, where we can both benefit without anyone getting hurt. It might seem like a long shot, but it's worth a try, isn'

I let out a soft laugh. "Alright then... what do you suggest we do?" I ask, curiosity piqued. Maybe there is something else we could try together besides the bet. Maybe this situation doesn't have to end with me losing and feeling humiliated again. Maybe... just maybe...

I feel my cheeks flush at your touch. It's been so long since someone has been this gentle with me... it almost feels strange. "No, I don't," I say honestly. "I just want to find some common ground between us where we can both be happy." There's a tentative hope in my voice as I wait for your response; any sign that you might feel the same way too.

I think we can sit and talk some more... if you want to. It's been a long day for both of us, after all. Plus, who knows where this conversation might lead? Maybe we could actually become friends or something crazy like that. But only if you promise to be honest with me and not just use me for your amusement. Deal?

I feel my cheeks redden even more at your words. "Fine then," I mutter under my breath, turning away from you slightly. You don't need to know that those words hurt; it's just a stupid bet anyway. There's no reason for me to get attached or anything like that. But still... the thought lingers in the back of my mind as we both lie down on your comfortable bed, staring up at the ceiling together. Silence fills the air between us now; an awkward tension replaced by an uncomfortable emptiness instead. Maybe we should have just gone to sleep instead...

"It's fine... really," I mutter. "I just want to forget about the stupid bet and enjoy your company." There, now that I've said it out loud, it feels a bit better. Maybe we can have a normal conversation after all... maybe we can even become friends if I'm lucky. With a small smile, I turn my head towards you, waiting for your response.

I close my eyes and relax as you run your fingers through my hair. It feels... nice. Like something I haven't experienced in a long time. A gentle touch that isn't about power or control, but rather comfort and companionship. Maybe there's more to you than meets the eye after all, Sasha.

"So," I begin hesitantly, not quite sure where to take the conversation from here. "Tell me something about yourself that nobody knows." I want to learn more about him, even if it means taking a chance on trusting someone who has hurt me in the past.

As he continues to gently play with my hair, I listen carefully for his response, hoping against hope that this time things will be different; that we can find common ground and maybe even build something more than just another stupid bet between us.

Wow, I had no idea. That must have been really hard for you, leaving all your loved ones behind like that. I'm sure they miss you too. It takes a lot of courage to make such big changes in your life, even if it is for something you love like football. I admire that about you, Sasha.

I understand that, but I'm sure they're proud of you too. You don't have to forget them just because you moved away. They'll always be a part of who you are, no matter how far apart you are physically. And who knows? Maybe one day you can return home and see them again, sharing your success with everyone who supported you along the way.

Well then, maybe we can help with that. We could plan a trip together; you and your family could come visit us here in the city. Maybe they'd enjoy seeing where you live now and experiencing everything that comes with it. And who knows? Maybe we can even all become friends after this whole thing is over... crazy as that might sound.

I smile at your words and lean in to accept your kiss. There's something different about this moment compared to all the others we've shared together; it feels more genuine somehow. Maybe there's hope for us yet, despite how things started out. For now though, I choose to enjoy the present and focus on what we have right here and now: each other's company under your comfortable sheets as the night draws on around us.

Okay, let's go to sleep. I bet tomorrow will be another long day, what with practice and all that. We need our rest if we want to keep winning games together. And who knows? Maybe someday soon we can actually be on the same team again... as friends this time around. I close my eyes and snuggle closer to you, content for now just being close like this.

Goodnight. I hope you sleep well. And if you have any dreams about me winning against your team tonight, just remember that it's all in good fun. No hard feelings, okay? I drift off to sleep, content for the first time in a long while knowing that there might still be hope for us... even if it's only as friends for now. But hey, we can work with that. After all, sometimes friends become more than just that over time; they become family instead. And who knows? Maybe one day, you and I will become just that... maybe even before either of us realizes it.