This fanfic is based on Love Island The Game (LITG) Season 2, with a few twists and turns along the way, similar to the actual show. There will be more fire pit gatherings, new challenges (e.g. Snog-Marry-Pie, License to Swill, Good Bad&Sexy, Sexy...
SUMMARY: Part II. The party continues! It's all about to kick off!
NOTE: Love Island producers have lots of measures in place to ensure Islanders aren't allowed to be aggressive, or fight with one another whilst in the Villa. There is security around the Villas 24/7 so nothing can get out of hand or if anything does kick off between the Islanders, there are staff on hand to deal with it straight away.
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Casa Amor: Fire pit
The party is quiet except for a light bit of chatter. Grace glanced around, sensing the need to liven things up. "I have an idea. How about we play a game?"
Chelsea immediately perked up, her face breaking into a wide grin. "Yay, a game!"
"That's a great idea!" Marisol nodded in agreement.
"How about 'Would You Rather?'" You proposed with a playful tone as she looked around the group, gauging their reactions.
Hope's eyes lit up with excitement. "I love that game!"
Arjun leaned forward with a smirk. "Sounds spicy... Can I go first?" he asked, his voice carrying a teasing edge, as if he already had something up his sleeve. Without waiting for an answer, Arjun turned to Hope and asked,
"Hope, would you rather marry your first boyfriend or..."
Arjun looks at Carl.
There's a slightly awkward pause. Carl blinked, realising it was his cue. "Oh, me..." Next, he blurted out:
"... or get his name tattooed on your body?"
Hope let out a laugh, clearly amused by the question. "I'd rather have his name tattooed," she declared, her voice decisive. "My first boyfriend was a real tool. No way I'd marry the two-timing jerk!" The Londoner smirked and added, "It's kind of funny to think about getting his name on my bum and me sitting on it." She quipped with a laugh.
LAUGHTER
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Carl goes next. "How about... Grace?"
Grace's eyes brightened. "Yes," she responded cheerfully. He asked,
"Would you rather live in a studio apartment with Batman or Superman?"
"Oh, that's a fun one!" Chelsea's eyes light up.
Marisol raised a hand slightly, as if to interject. "Wait! Carl, you were supposed to..." But then she hesitated, realising it wasn't worth the effort to explain the rules. "Oh, nevermind."
Grace smiled; her mind made up instantly. "Batman, 100%." The idea of being surrounded by all his high-tech gadgets thrilled her.
Chelsea's brows knitted together. "But Superman..." she began. "He's so strong. He's so big, and has muscles..." Her voice softened, almost dreamy.
