Never Mix

[Scattercat]

“She’s way out of your league, dude,” said Harrison.

And he was right. Trent was tall, blond, athletic; Elizabeth anything but. But when he’d heard Elizabeth ask a single question that stopped Professor Stromboldt cold, he knew she was the one.

It was not easy. She assumed at first that he was mocking her, then that he thought she’d be an easy lay. But he persisted, driven by the sincerity of his admiration.

At last, success! That night was glorious for them both, a true meeting of equals.

Then, in the morning, the League Enforcers smashed down the dorm-room door.

[strawman]

Wow! 4 characters, premise, and resolution, 100 words. Tight.
But I have the feeling there's a backstory I'm unaware of.

[Varda]

I'm with Strawman, this drabble friggin' rocks! That ending was one of those where it took me a beat to get it, and then when it hits you, it's even funnier.

[Scattercat]

No backstory other than me thinking, "They say 'X is out of your league. What if there were leagues? What if you weren't allowed to go outside of them, like weight classes in wrestling?"

[strawman]

That's much better.

See, these forums have been affecting my thinking. So many require the backstory to understand. If I could just trust that the story is self-contained, it would be easier to understand.

Hmmm. Does that make sense?

[Scattercat]

Well, you should know that my stories never require any further elucidation than is provided within them, even if it is sometimes a little obscure.

[Varda]

That's much better.

See, these forums have been affecting my thinking. So many require the backstory to understand. If I could just trust that the story is self-contained, it would be easier to understand.

Hmmm. Does that make sense?

Then again, the puzzle is sometimes half the fun. Like doing the crossword puzzle, only you never know when they actually want Latin words instead of English.

[Flintknapper]

The enforcers (not love) will conquer all.