Too dejected to talk about DSPCMs

Kisha sat with her face planted into the desk in dejection.

"Um, Kisha, we gotta do the next segment on DSPCMs," a nervous stagehand whispered.

"I want a rock," Kisha grumbled.

"A rock?"

"Yeah, to crawl under. I don't wanna be here after what just happened."

Thanks to losing to Õnne, Kisha had been forced to strip naked. At the very least, she had been spared from licking the screen of Õnne's phone, as Õnne didn't want to give her an indirect kiss. But the experience was still humiliating. Worse, the footage and images of her nude were now a prize for players to purchase in secret puzzle cafes, the compromise agreed to for not licking the screen of Õnne's phone.

However, Kisha still had a contract to fulfill and was required to continue the show despite her current state.

"Just flash the names on screen. I want to cry," Kisha snarled, still refusing to remove her face from the desk.

"But you're clothed again," the stagehand protested.

"My mind is still fucked."

With little choice, the stagehand retreated as a list of names flashed on the screen behind Kisha. All the names of the DSPCMs competing were present, though in Kisha's current mental state, she didn't feel like reading any, nor highlighting any.

This was not boding well for the future of the podcast, as there were still some interviews and discussion topics left to touch on. Not to mention, Kisha was also slated to come back at night to announce the pairings for the next round, but in her current state, it looked as though she'd refuse to return once the podcast was over. This led to a backstage meeting with the staff as they tried to come up with a solution.

"Maybe we should have her reveal the pairings early. I mean, I get why we want to hold off on revealing them, but with how badly Kisha's been getting humiliated, she's going to need a rest day or two to recover," one staff member sighed.

"In that case, we'll go for it. But that alone won't improve her mood. Anyone else got an idea on how to?" another one asked.

Everyone began thinking.

"Anyone got some drama? I heard Kisha's big on that," one suggested.

"No, but I'm sure some of the guests for the upcoming interviews could provide it."

"Not good enough. We need something now."

"Ah! Check this video out! Some blue guy just got shaved bald nude!"

"What happened?"

"Apparently he lost a bet to Fjolla Gjonaj of Albania and got completely humiliated as a result."

Everyone gathered round to see the video of Ionuț being shaved bald. It was complete humiliation for Ionuț as he was subjected to a full-body shave and wax. Extra rounds of wax were present thanks to Melisha's anger, yet even when Ionuț was reduced to a smooth hairless mess, his humiliation wasn't over as a gagball was fashioned to his mouth and he was slapped and mockingly dubbed, "Iocuck Băldașa."

"That's perfect. Show it to Kisha."

Upon seeing the video, Kisha was immediately revived. "We got some new breaking news! You've seen the headlines that folks are blue from losing big at the Bermuda party last night, but we got a PSA! If you're blue, DON'T put hair dye of any kind in your hair, otherwise it'll harden, and the only way to fix it will be to shave it all off. Seems Fjolla n' Ionuț learned that the hard way, but at least Fjolla only lost her hair and eyebrows. Ionuț... Wow, talk about humiliation. Guy's probably gonna be crying himself to sleep for the rest of his life. His political opponents must be having a field day."

At the entrance to the set, staffers nervously huddled together as the two guests for the next interview stood menacingly before them. Even though said guests had no ill will to the staff, at least none at present, with each other they were in the midst of a Cold war.

"Alright, commercial break just hit. You two wait here for your cue."

Nikolina smiled and nodded, while her teammate, Gorana, let out a heavy sigh before stealing herself for what was to come.