Sleepover Match rules
30 minutes ago...
The Coral of tonight was a far cry from the Coral back before her first match. Back then, she had been nervous, embarrassed, and unsure. The match with Alice had gone well, however, all things considered. And with that rookie lap out of the way, having a proper debut, the prospect of doing it for a second time was not nearly as terrifying.
With that said, ever the pessimist, Coral still had plenty of concern. Tonight's match was not to be in front of a live audience as her debut was, it was to be at her opponent's home! And for reasons beyond her, the thought of cameras watching her sleep somehow made her just as nervous as a live performance.
The match itself, too, was not one she'd ever done before. Like her own, it was a specialty match; one would lose by falling asleep and letting the other person snuggle them? That didn't sound bad at all! Who falls asleep in the middle of a fight?
The stickler was in the fine print. Smother techniques were not only allowed, but encouraged, and that alone would have given the siren pause. But on top of that, given the nature of the setting, this match had been upgraded to allow more sensual tactics - something Coral had not yet done. In theory, she had no problem with this; exploring her sensual side was half the reason she signed up for this promotion to begin with, after all.
Still, shy was Coral's nature, and the anticipation was enough to set her worrying. And so once again she stood in front of a mirror, in an attempt to psych herself up and get her into her persona's mindset. Delphine had been allowed to keep her swimwear attire, despite the match normally requiring sleepwear. It was close enough to lingerie anyway, she figured. It certainly showed off enough. Still, having the familiar outfit went a long way towards putting her mind at ease. She'd decided it was better to dress up before showing up; she wasn't sure Coral was ready for a meeting like this yet but Delphine sure could!
A knock at the door broke her out of her thoughts, and the staff driver who'd been assigned to deliver her to her match stepped in. Delphine took a deep breath. It was showtime.
Present
Delphine stood awkwardly in front of Elena's door. Her pre-match jitters prevented her from focusing too much on the house - it was nice enough, she supposed, at a glance - and she hesitated. Surely, though, Elena was expecting her and heard the car pull up. This was silly. She'd wanted this! She was going to cuddle and sleep a cute girl! And who knew what else?
So it was with another deep breath that she put on her determined-yet-innocent grin and knocked on the door.
"Um, hello?"

