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In the Camp porta potty.

The confined space in this stink hole barely could contain the frost queen and you. Heather's body language comes across as a bit bizarre. Maybe the way you easily flip the switch into your evil dangerous persona during the final match today has her off. Or the fact that probably you were minutes away from fucking her anal virginity, is bringing about this new phobia of you.

"Mmm, so Heather it seems you don't want every man, the creatures that inhabit this shithole, or Izzy with a strapon to ruin your prissy holes. I'm happy that you're using your noggin." You stuck a lone finger to her skull poking her like a child nudging its mother.

"Why am I here? How could you sexually threaten me? Chris will throw you off the island in a heartbeat. "

You grin knowing that was distantly removed from the truth. You are Chris's new star, the guy making this show a household name, or how you interpret what Chris has been saying to you. "Perhaps he will. But I had to use extremely difficult tactics on you. To bring you into an alliance."

"What? Why would I want to team up with you?"

"Because no one could match our wits or our pure evilness. I believe if we team up, everyone on this shitty island will be at our absolute mercy. We can make it to the final two together. You got your two stupid alliance members. And I got a few girls on my side."

"Like who, Chad." Said Heather shocked by the detail of you somehow managing to have a small girls' side alliance.

"I can't give you that information for free, my hot bitchy counterpart. Shake my hand if you agree to these terms. And I guess I'll let you name our alliance." You said with an enormous pinnacle of cockyness in your voice.

Does Heather accepts this proposal

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