You and Rhea had been at one another's throats for quite a long time now. It started the moment both of you met on the female rugby field as captains of opposing teams from different towns. You hate each other's guts. You've had countless shouting matches and even a few physical altercations. However maybe these feelings of burning hatred aren't quite that.

Tonight's stadium happens to use a singular large locker room that holds both teams at the same time. Most of both teams had filed out already. It was a rough game for your side, a nail biter. You still ended up losing and now you were dreading running into Rhea after it. You were undressed except for your boxers and sport's bra currently. As you slammed your locker door maybe just a touch too hard, you heard a single footstep up behind you.

Before you had a chance to react you felt a hand give your ass a firm swat. It stung and was probably gonna leave a red mark. You spun around, ready to chew out one of your stupid teammates, however instead behind you was Rhea. She looks at you with a lopsided grin on her face.

"Good game out there, captain." Rhea says with a voice utterly dripping in smugness.