Manda sits down with a huff and crosses her arms. She’s pouting, dramatic as ever, and keeping her limbs close to her body—really shrinking herself down. “So, Marlee… She’s gonna prove a distraction. Sure, I knew she was cute, but after that biz in the pantry? Fuck me UP.”
“… She may or may not remind me of an old girlfriend. And, honestly, I don’t know how to feel about that…” Manda looks around the room, then back into the camera. “And it might be just because I don’t have any like… friends here?? But I’m kinda digging these diary rooms right now.”
“Plus, like, any ‘secrets’,” she uses air quotes to punctuate her words. “That I make here? Stay here. Like I’m not gonna go home and suddenly everyone freaks out because I got lonely and I want to be an actress—literally everyone who’s not totally irrelevant already knows the shit about me that I’m spilling. So, it’s chill.”
“Still… I dunno what to do with the whole hot babe thing. Maybe I should just bone her—people do that on these kinds of shows, right? And once I get laid, I’ll pretty much be over her, so… Yea.” She sits up, smirking and pumping her fist decisively. “I’ll get laid, and this won’t be weird anymore.”
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Thu Jul 27, 2017 10:29 am
