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You weren't an idiot. That much was obvious. You noticed the little glances that Alejandro or Noah have been stealing your way. Like earlier, when you had wet your shirt to the point it was see through? Yeah. They stared hard. (I'm hard😈) But what bothered you most was that it wasn't just them, it was all of the contestants, plus Chris. Sure, you knew by now and by watching previous seasons that most of the contestants were perverts. This felt different though, it was needy and not so pure. Like they had become not only enamored with you, but were starting to be more obsessive rather than anything. Even people who you had barely talked to, like Leshawna, had been staring. Which is saying something considering she was all buddy buddy with that weird red head. (Sorry not sorry, Harold😒) Who knows, maybe you just had an amazing body? Still, you were glad that no one was being out right with their advances.
And you were also glad that things hadn't gone from 0 to 100 so quickly. In fact, their attraction to you seemed paced. But the stability you thought was there was all about to come crashing down and you'd soon come to the realization that most of them weren't as easy going about their affections for you as you thought. Luckily for you, everything is still pretty normal.
For now.
(mind blown 🤯)
Anyways...
As your team drove the boat into the sewers, you covered your nose. It smelt absolutely horrible, didn't help that it was New York. (Sorry New Yorkers) Also, some weird noises were heard throughout the sewers. "Not only does it stink, but I'm pretty sure there are alligators here." You commented, making sure not to touch anything that may be dirty as to not infect the injuries on your hands. "Even the sewer smell is better than Owen's farts," Noah commented. To anyone else it'd seem like he was just making snarky remarks as always. But his goal was actually to make you laugh, which he did. "Hey!" Owen said, grumbling. Izzy leaned over your shoulder, glancing at your hands. She laughed like always because she was a bit crazy, "your hands look like cherries!"
Thanks Izzy, I definitely wanted you to bring attention to my bloodied hands. You thought, sarcastically.
She continued, "back when I was traveling the crazyyyy jungles with some strangers-"
What?? That's already insane. I don't even wanna hear the end of the story.
"Izzy! Uh...mind finding me some bandages for my hands instead of saying it looks like cherries?" You cut her off, trying not to let your annoyance out. She smiled, patting your head. "Of course!! I was gonna do that anyways." Despite her non wavering crazy talk, she still appeared a bit concerned for you.
Actually she was very concerned, not that she'd show it.
"Thanks..." you replied, fixing your hair after she ruined it. The boat for some reason hit some sort of bump, causing the nasty sewer water to splash. Some of it almost splashed onto you, almost. Tyler had moved in front of you with a sheepish smile, allowing his back to be splashed by dirty poop water. Not that you noticed. He wish you had, wanting to hear even a small praise, a thank you, directed towards him from you. But he was happy to help. Plus, what if it got onto your hands? And it got infected? You'd have to leave the competition. That wouldn't do.
