𝐏𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑 —

JEZ: We are have our own kinks

“Cody–how could I have forgotten him?” She shook her head. “Any major events I should be aware of?”

‘He’s pretty difficult to forget. — In general? Probably a few. This place is always moving and the people are always up to something. I’m usually too high to notice either though.’ Zoe chuckled. ‘I think Cody has a boyfriend now, while we’re on the topic. If he doesn’t then him and Tom Holland cuddle a fuck ton more than most friends do. Few people got evicted. Few people are still here. New arrivals, obviously.’

JEZ: See it seems so much more kinky coming from you

Jason couldn’t lie that he was a little worried, Zoe had seemed well of in the text conversation. Maybe he was imaging things, but it never hurt to be cautious. He wasn’t sure what was going on and he wasn’t going to ask. But maybe he could at least make her smile. Anything for his little girl. Wandering up to the roof with arms laden with snacks. He popped a quick kiss on the top of her hair and smiled. “Don’t worry I got your favourites.” He assured her, taking a seat. 

Zoe genuinely couldn’t remember why she messaged Jason. There must’ve been something on her mind. He was always the first person she reached out to when she needed advice or a pep talk, but whatever that something was clearly disappeared along with the smoke from her last joint. She had a strong suspicion it would’a been something to do with a certain Twilight superstar. Nonetheless, she was still looking forward to spending some time with him. One of the best things about coming to Big Brother was being able to put aside their past and rebuild. ‘Hi, Papa B,’ she smiled when he kissed her head. ‘You know me so well.’ 

Dianna cursed herself for a moment she shouldn’t of left that extra moment of silence, but brain fog wasn’t happen her pain. Sometimes she really disliked her body and the toils it put her though. The blonde licked over her lips at the offer. She wasn’t a big drinker, in the last few months her very small alcohol intake had declined further. When she and Patrick went out now, he no longer ordered alcohol and never did she. She wasn’t totally sure what the reason was, but her and Patrick were happy and that’s what mattered. “Erm yeah, sure.” Maybe it would make her feel a little less of the constant pain. 

Another moment of hesitation seemed to linger between them, but Zoe still didn’t question it. She just waited. Many people had told her she had the patience of a saint and being chill seemed to be a trait the woman was born with. Zo only ever wanted people to feel relaxed around her. Asking Dianna questions, or rushing for an answer, only risked putting the other further on edge. A smile graced her lips when her friend spoke again. ‘One scotch on the rocks coming right up,’ she nodded, heading back behind the bar. ‘It’ll help, I promise. Always soothes my biggest woes. Either that, or I just drink enough that I don’t remember them. — ‘Course, I usually mix it together with a smoke, but we’ll start small.’ Di didn’t look like the because I got high type. Then again, others had surprised her before. ‘Here we go.’ She placed the drink down for Dianna to take.

“Maybe I ought to blame the monthly budgeters–do you guys still do that?” She cocked her head to the side, realizing then how much might’ve changed since she last stepped foot in the Big Brother house. “Thank you. How have things been?”

‘Yeah, I think so. I dunno how many people actually buy shit for the house with it though. I think Cody really started something that time he kept it all to himself,’ Zoe shrugged. ‘They’ve been alright. Sometimes quite. Sometimes.. not. Y’know how unpredictable this place is.’ 

“Wow Kravitz wow, I’ve never been so offended.”

‘Then I guess that makes two of us, asswipe.’

“Now that is high praise indeed, because I outdid myself with that.”

‘You did. No meal has tasted quite as good since then.’

“That’s true, I have no smoke, but I have beer?” 

‘That’ll do. I’m always BYOS. Bring your own smokes.’

JEZ: I'm still waiting for Emmy to smack me round the head for it

Perrie carefully shut the door behind her, holding her hands up in mock surrender when she saw the other glance up. “Please don’t throw rotten fruit at me.”

‘The thought did cross my mind, but alas. I’m all out of fruit. Rotten or otherwise. — Kidding. Why would anyone throw fruit?’ Zoe was never completely in the know with everything that happened around Big Brother. She preferred to stick to her smokes and good vibes. Everybody else’s business was exactly that. Their business. Giving their returnee a smile, she ended the game she’d been playing on her phone before giving Perrie her full attention. ‘Welcome back.’

If Di hadn’t felt ill, she probably would of burst out laughing at just how carefully Zoe protected her glass. The woman was cradling it like it was a newborn child. Realising she’d been staring at said glass since the incident she glanced up giving Zoe a small smile. “I’m okay thank you, just a little shaky from being surprised.” An attempted explanation was given, 

Zoe wasn’t sure if Dianna was going to answer at first. That pause of silence seemed to linger a little too long, but eventually, she got an explanation. Not a very convincing one mind. ‘Right,’ she murmured, rubbing her lips together in a thoughtful manner before nodding towards the bar. ‘Y’want one?’ Her hand raised the drink she’d fought so hard to protect. ‘Scotch on the rocks. Helps with the nerves.’ And maybe whatever else was going on.