Love Song

It had been years since he’d been on this show and honestly? He thought people would have forgotten about it now. New reality shows came out all the time and Dax had assumed that one would have replaced this just as fast as this show replaced the one before. However, he couldn’t say he wasn’t excited to get back. Most people wouldn’t be excited about having to stay in the house throughout the week, having their phones taken, or having their time using basic everyday items restricted. However, they weren’t Daxton and he’d always had a soft spot for the show, especially since it introduced him to some of the most important people in his life and so, yeah, he was excited to be back. Walking into the kitchen where he assumed everyone would be, the boy readied himself for who he was going to see. “What’s up, losers?” He greeted them, a small but cheeky smile spreading across his face.

A heavy sigh left his lips as he could feel his head hurting. Truth be told, a setting like this wasn’t something he could ever get used to. He was a free spirit, someone who belonged in nature. Not stuck inside a house. “Hey” he mumbled, looking down as he waved a little. It wasn’t that Clem wasn’t happy to see him, quite the opposite actually. But he was just having a bad time adjusting. 

“It’s almost like I never left..” Blue said to herself as she blew a few strands of hair from her eyes and finished unpacking. She hadn’t planned on returning to the show but of course her contract had said otherwise. Her eyes wandered the room, wondering who she’d be rooming with this time as she heard someone approach the doorframe, turning in their direction over her shoulder.

Sitting down next to her, he frowned a little. “Sometimes I wonder if we ever truly left in the first place” he mumbled, twiddling his thumbs as his gaze moved down to the floor. This wasn’t exactly ideal. He would much rather be back home but then again, he knew that one day they would all end up in this house again.

“how did we used to do this?!” violet called out loud to the house from her position at the top of the stairs, hoping at least one of the other residents would reply. sitting down, violet leaned her head against the wall and stretched her legs across the top step. it hadn’t even been a week and the boredom was already taking its toll, and her old routine of eating, drinking, bathing and reading had stopped working. “any suggestions on treating boredom would be appreciated.” she called out once again.

“I am not used to it!” he called back when he heard her voice, skipping towards the stairs as a soft smile formed on his lips. “And I don’t think I will ever ever get used to it” he added, clasping his hands together as he tilted his head to the side. “I miss my farm. And I miss my animals. But it was just a matter of time before we would end back in this house”

Logan couldn’t believe it when he got the call. How did his lawyers at the time of him signing that stupid contract not let him know about this clause? He was pissed off that he was back here, after finally settling into a somewhat normal life. Leaving his suitcase by the stairs he strides into hall in search of the kitchen, swiftly finding it and sighing as he reached for the fridge dragging out the cartoon of orange juice, pouring it and sarcastically toasting up to the camera in the upper corner of the room before waiting for any of his old friends. Ready for the final round of bullshit that was likely to ensue.

Now this wasn’t exactly what he had been expecting to happen, to be back here in the house. He had moved on, things had been going great. And now it felt like everything was going backwards. Holding his bags as he entered the house, he looked around and frowned. He didn’t like this, not one bit. As he walked towards the kitchen, he saw a familiar face and smiled a little. “Hey you”