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a lot to be sad about

It was... A rough day, to say the least. The partnership totally fell through, and even worse, the guy in charge of it turned out to be a total creep towards his favorite contestant, and pretty much everyone else, too. MePhone was just glad Floory was able to deal with it... Hopefully. But that wasn't the point right now.

The point was, MePhone was feeling a bit sad. There were a lot of things for him to be sad about, and though he was usually good at hiding it-- most of the time, he just didn't have the energy to as he sat near the beach, just where the grass met the sand, his back against a palm tree as he watched the waves crash in, and recede. It was bittersweet really, and right now the specifics of his downer mood was the fact the only contestant he had been able to find himself relating to had been eliminated today.

MePhone missed a lot of people at different times, all depending on the current mood or thought, but right now he missed Bot. He felt their energy to the show was unmatched, and the way they were just so fun no matter what always stuck out to him. That, and the whole... Well, both of them being a robot thing. Forging their own identity, well, MePhone likes to think he did that too, though certainly not on a completely successful level like Bot did. Whatever. It was done and over with now, and he honestly just had to hope they stayed on Indefinite island or something, because at least maybe then they'd have a chance to come back... If they ever even wanted to.

Come to think of it, they didn't really know if anyone was on that island right now. Sure, there had been plenty of the old contestants on that island when the first rejoin contest was held, but what was stopping any of them from leaving after that? What was stopping any of his remaining competitors from leaving? He wouldn't blame them, considering how things seem to be going now.

All he wanted was to make a third season, all in his control, and nobody else's. He wasn't even sure if this was in his control anymore though, really. Most of the current competitors just... Well, the vibe was all off to anything MePhone could have wished or hoped for. All of them-- save for probably Cabby, of all of them seemed to bring a bitter, unpleasant energy to his show, and sure, the drama was good for views, but was anyone even watching the show at this point? Did anyone even give a shit anymore?

This was a lot of thinking that MePhone didn't want to deal with right now. He took a long inhale, before letting a deep breath out, almost a sigh at that point. He frowned.

MePhone was sad about a lot of things, the way his show was going being the biggest thing now.

He just wished things would go his way. That he'd have any semblance of control, but of course, he was learning even that was apparently too much to ask for. Nothing had been going to plan for so long now, and he just had to deal with it.

MePhone missed how things used to be, despite knowing it used to be a lot worse for him.

That's what made him feel even worse, really.

A sense of nostalgia for something he never had.

He couldn't help but let out an almost bitter huff at that thought. What good nostalgia ever did for him, especially if everything that happened today had anything to say about it. If anything that ever happened to him had anything to say about it, really.

He just wished he didn't have to feel so lost right now. He let out a sigh, looking up from the waves, at the star speckled sky above now, instead. He guessed he could only hope things would go up from here, but... Well, when did they ever when it came to him?