Handcuffs - Dream x fem!oc

SEVEN ~ MrBeast

Nick and I have been talking about details about the Mr Beast video we will be recording. He'd ask me to be in it with him, and Mr Beast was very excited I was going to be in this video. We were all going on a trip to North Carolina, to visit Karl and to film this video.

Now it was the second day, and in about an hour Nick and I were going to go to the studio where we probably would be spending the next few days for this video. 

I was putting on my make-up when Nick walked into my room.

"What are you doing here? We aren't leaving till 11," he nodded at my comment.

"I know, I, uhm. My mom called, I'm going to Texas for a few days, my grandpa had a heart attack and I-" I walked over to him and hugged him.

"Shh, it's okay. Do what you have to do. Good luck," he gave me a weak smile.

"You're probably not going to like this, but for the video, the only person I could arrange to take my place was Clay. I don't know what the challenge is yet, but still I-"

"Nick, it's fine. This isn't about me. Yes, I don't like Clay, but if it means you can go visit your grandpa, it's okay."

"Thank you. I should get going now though-"

"Good luck," I hugged him and he went away. Oh boy, was this going to be interesting for me.

We arrived at the MrBeast studio, Jimmy talked to us about some things and told us how he would keep the challenge a secret until we were filming. 

He started the video explaining who we were, and how we could win $500,000.-. When his explanation was coming to an end, I could feel something cold very quickly wrap around my wrist.

"Okay! Dream and Jasmin are handcuffed together. Whoever gives up first, will let the other one take $500,000.- home!"

My eyes went wide, I could use this money pretty well. I still wanted to do a study and I was unemployed at the moment. I also wanted to give a big portion to charity. I didn't want to let Clay win, but I don't know how long I could last.

The first few hours I tried to ignore Clay the best I could, but it became increasingly difficult. The cameras were with us the majority of the time, but a lot of the time we were also alone. 

"Hey Jas, uhm, I sort of have to pee," you've got to be kidding me. I walked with him to the bathroom, me standing outside and him inside. It was pretty awkward, but because they were filming I tried to be at least a little entertaining. 

We were now on hour 5, and we needed to cook diner.

"Can't we just order, I can't cook and I don't want to cook," I pleaded.

"No, we're going to try, you always order," we were trying to make spaghetti bolognese, not too difficult. 

"CLAY I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU BUMP INTO ME ONE MORE TIME I WILL CUT MY FINGER OFF," I yelled.

"Well not my problem," he remarked.

"I will cut your whole fucking hand off if you don't work with me right now," I said in a low and angry tone, and he complied. 

The spaghetti was pretty okay, not too special but it was fine. We decided to watch a movie. I didn't quite realise that North Carolina had much colder weather than Florida, and I was pretty cold.

"Can we go to the bedroom and pick up a hoodie, I'm cold."

"We can, but I don't think you're going to get your right arm in the hoodie," and that's when I realised, changing clothing wasn't going to happen. I would just be cold now, and if I survived the next few days, I would also be stinky. I opted for a blanket instead, and of course, Clay wanted it as well. Low and behold, they decided that they would only put one blanket in the apartment they arranged for us.