sebastian smythe.

Hey, Sebastian. I… okay. So, it’s nothing bad or huge, I guess. What I wanted to talk to you about was, and I’m just going to come out and say it. I’ve never actually… kissed anyone before. Or, had sex for that matter. And I’m trans, which is a much smaller side note for some of the more ignorant types, but… you don’t seem like the kind to be a dick about something like that. But I just… have trouble connecting with people in a way that puts me on a level where that would be comfortable. But… I don’t have that problem with you, and I want to be around you, and I want to protect you and… I have thought about… doing that with you before and… I need a beer.

[Suddenly, so many things made so sense to Sebastian. As Aaron spoke, revealing himself, everything clicked. Aaron wasn’t denying Sebastian sex because he didn’t like Sebastian, he’d never had it before- so Aaron wasn’t unimpressed by his charm, he was afraid to give into it. And not because of Sebastian or anything he had done, like he had been a little insecure about before this, but because of something within himself. He was usually hiding behind his mean nature and his bratty, snobby attitude but he could physically feel that wall fall to the floor as he looked at Aaron and moved closer, to get the other man within his personal bubble.]

Numerous things, but first I need to take that kiss from the most handsome man on this fucked up island. I’ve wanted to take it for a long time, and I just can’t wait any longer.

Aaron: I have. For a really long while now, I'm just... sure you've picked up on the fact that I'm chronically allergic to talking about my feelings. I don't know.

Aaron: Yup, fair assessment. I've been worried about you, so you're just gonna have to deal with it. I don't make the rules. We should... I dunno, talk before the kissing happens. I just... want us both to be on the same page about something kind of big, except it's... well, it's not /big/. But, to some people it might be, and I'd rather just get it out of the way when you get here.

Aaron: Same here. I don't want them fucking with you anymore. I'd take you off this island if I could. If there was any kind of way.

Sebastian: I've noticed. I mean, to be fair I wasn't sure if you were allergic or just didn't have them for me. Which wouldn't be a shock, I'm hot but I'm also basically the male Veruca Salt. You don't know?

Sebastian: /That/ is a shock though. I was teasing. I can deal with that. Oh? If you say it's big, then it's big. I trust you. We can get it out of the way, that's fine. You're actually going to let me kiss you? Wow, I broke through the "no" wall.

Aaron: Yeah? I'll... try to be more open about when I'm feeling that way then. About you. From now on.

Aaron: Yeah, gotta keep the balance somehow, right? I'll go back to my self-depreciating ways soon enough, I assure you. Good. I want to see you too. I can't wait to do like one of those hugs where I pick you up and spin you around. Except it'll be extra cool because of the height difference.

Aaron: ... I'm... getting better. Let's put it that way. How are you feeling? Like, really.

Sebastian: Yeah. I'm getting the implication that you felt like that before now. I had no idea.

Sebastian: Sounds like someone has a crush. That's cute. For some people, I might take that as an empty threat but with you... I get the feeling I'm going to show up on your porch and you'll be ready. I'm going to have to kiss that handsome face of yours. You might break out in hives from the physical contact.

I…ummm…whats going on here?

Clearly, we’re all playing a rousing game of badminton. Welcome to Kellerman’s Resort, the talent show is on Friday.

Aaron: ... yeah, I do. I need to see you're not... hurt, I guess. Or even just... too badly mentally hurt. I know what happened wasn't pleasant, but I /need/ to see you're okay. Or, at least as okay as you can be in this situation.

Aaron: I like that you like my bossy side, it comes out on occasion. You're cute. I like this jumping to come see me side of you.

Sebastian: Okay. That's... I like that.

Sebastian: Tired of calling yourself out so you thought you'd take a break and call me out instead? Super cute. I want to see you too. Hence the jumping.

[Unsent]Aaron: Because we didn't get electrocuted every time you told the truth. That's my guess.

Aaron: We don't. They're probably just fucking with people again. Power plays, and it's all bullshit. They're trying to force people to humiliate themselves. Come over. I want to see you, and... I need to see you're okay. Physically. I'll make you dinner and we'll just watch a movie and relax.

Sebastian: You /need/ to see that I'm okay?

[Unsent]Aaron: You know, I... I really fucking miss you, Sebastian.

Aaron: Hey, how are you holding up? After everything?

Sebastian: Hey.

[Unsent]: That sounds so stupidly impersonal. Oh well.

A…Box? Two boxes? Each with…It looks as though we’re being divided. This is…Disconcerting to say the least. Does the box you have also have a countdown on it?

Did you miss the part where I said, “I quit”? It does. I don’t like it and I’m leaving.

Do not touch it again, Sebastian. I’m on my way. We’ll… figure this out. Somehow.

Well that ruins all of my plans- I was going to ask it if it was interested in some classic Netflix and chill. You know where I am, see you soon.

( @aaronmorgan​) ( @mikedoestheisle​) ( @theaudraphillips​) ( @serialbydesign​) ( @elysiumfrannie​) Guess who the other VIP with a super special box of names is? I definitely didn’t sign up for this, I’m not usually a quitter but I don’t think anyone will hold it against me when I tell you all that I’m done.

PM: Asking me to move in already, huh? I’m coming. Talk? I don’t need to talk. You don’t need to hear my life story. As for feelings though… I’m pretty fucking pissed off, we’ll leave it at that. How are you feeling? Are you okay?

PM: Of course not. That would be crazy and I’m not crazy. I’ll see you soon. Sure, Jan. I’ll take the L and let you keep that block, though. Pissed off is one way to put it. This place is insane- not exactly the party town I was hoping for. I’m good. 

PM: I’ll come to yours. Your bed is more comfortable anyway, and maybe I liked the whole “feel rich for a few hours” thing. Yeah… they did. In a way that makes me ready to hunt every last one of them down and show them how I feel about it. But, anyway. It is what it is, I’ll be alright. Just wasn’t ready to have to face this feeling again, after suppressing it for so long. So maybe this is just as much for me as it is you.

PM: You know, you don’t necessarily have to leave. If you like my place so much. It sounds like you need to talk. What feeling are we talking about?

Blaine: Hi, everyone. You okay? Just... wanted to check in on everyone personally, since I haven't heard from some of you in a while.

Blaine: While we're here, I'd also like to invite everyone to my house this Friday for dinner.

PM: Alright, so calling you cute and/or anything about dancing is a hard no. That’s okay, and it won’t happen again. I’m sorry for pushing a boundary. Yeah, come over. It would be a shame to not have that, I guess. But in all seriousness, we can sit on the couch and I’ll hold you for a while? We don’t even have to talk, we can just put something on, if you want?

PM: Look at you, taking up all 31 flavors of sweet. There’s no sore spot here, so do what you want. It’s fine either way. You’re fine. I’m not a snowflake. I’ll head over to your place. Unless you want to come here. You know I never mind your company. That sounds nice. What about you? They had to have fucked with you too. You okay?

PM: Huh. Normally you thrive on compliments. Breathe. What’s going on? I have some leftover beer from earlier if you need to come drink whatever that is away.

PM: Was that a compliment, though? I’m alright, I’m fine. I’ll head over to your place, though. Who’s going to mercilessly flirt with you if I’m not there?

PM: Wow, 27? All for me? Who knew you could be that romantic, huh? Yeah, maybe it is. May or may not have been waiting to see how long it took you to reach out.

PM: All 27. I’m a showman, I know how to make a scene and you’re definitely worth it. Is that so? If I had known I would have said something sooner. I won’t let it go so long again, you can bet on that if you’re a gambling man.