Manda ran around the house announcing the ceremony to everyone, tickled PINK that she had won not once but TWICE IN A ROW. Granted, she didn’t have to do much to win the POP, but she had showed that she was the most ballsey person in the house by accepting her punishments with so much grace.
“Okay so… I won POP, and I looked fucking FABULOUS doing it.” She rubbed her head. Oooh, just like Velcro! “But now it’s time to announce who I’m saving.”
“I love you both, I really do, but I think this week I’ll be saving…” She glances to Dio, still shackled to her side, and offers him an apologetic smile. “Nisha.” She shoots a finger gun in the other girl’s direction. “You been up here a lot lately, girl, go take a load off.”
“Dio… I wish you good luck, man.” Manda pats him on the shoulder, then whispers a quick I have a plan, don’t worry before announcing the replacement nominee.
“I’m sendin’ my main hoe Kenji up here to replace Nisha. I guess that’s what happens when you mess with Satan, homie!”