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Gaty stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Who really was she? What was she feeling this morning? It’d probably be cute if she pulled her hair up in a ponytail, maybe a messy bun? Oh, maybe it’d be cuter to leave it down. Maybe, maybe… it’d get Two’s attention.
She shakes her head knowing damn well she’d never get their attention. Sure their close friends, they spend lots of time together, and talk together on their coral couch..
Gaty sighs, putting her yellow, metal, hair clips on her bang. It’ll only be a matter of time before she has to confess, I mean, there are already rumors spreading about their close relationship. Tree and Black Hole are together and no one hates them, but Two is different. Two is a host, no contestant can date a host, that’d be absurd! She runs her hand through her hair, her fingers getting caught at the end of her tangly tips.
There was a loud bang on the bathroom door, Price Tag yelling through: “Yo! Gaty! Hurry up in there!”
“Oh, sorry! Come on in, I'm just brushing my hair.” Gaty responds, cracking the door open for PT. She grabs a brush from off of the counter and tries to detangle the ends of her hair.
Price Tag comes in, grabbing a tooth brush and wetting it in the sink. “I heard you and Two have been spending a lot of time together,” they say, their words muffled from the toothbrush in their mouth, “ya’ll just friends or..?”
Gaty panics, “YES! Yes, friends. We’re just friends.” She starts blushing. They are just friends, but she wishes they were more.
“Girl, don’t be ashamed. I’m sure almost everyone here has had something for at least one host. Can’t blame yah, Twos a hottie” Price Tag giggles, rinsing their mouth out with water.
“They're not hot! Ok, maybe they are.. but we’re just friends!” Gaty says, slamming her hair brush on the counter. She sighs, heavily, “Dude, I’m not ready for today's challenge, I’m just so exhausted! Plus my cute outfit will most likely be ruined…”
Price Tag stares at Gaty, “Uh, we don’t have a challenge today, it’s a free day…”
“GASP!? I got all dressed up for nothing!?” Gaty ragdolls herself over the bathroom sink, exaggeratedly. She got all dressed up for them and yet there's no competition!
“You know, you can still hang out with them, competition or not” smiles Price Tag, very clearly knowing why Gaty got dressed up.
“Do you think so..? I mean, they're always busy making challenges and props and stuff.. would they have time for little ol’ me?”
“Honey, they’ve made time for you in the MIDDLE of challenges, and you don’t think they'll drop everything to run to you? Give it time and they might even come knockin’ asking to hang out!” They nudge Gaty with their elbow, teasing her. If anything, they're probably right.
Two has done some amazing things for Gaty, spending time with her, talking together, even helping her out in challenges! Gaty zones out, still brushing her hair, occasionally getting it stuck in a tangle. She blushes, thinking about them, what it’d be like to hug them tight, play with their hair. Laugh together, cuddle together, just, spend time as partners.
PT stares at Gaty, smiling warmly as she's in her own little world. “I think Two might be sitting on y'all's couch under that tree, they sit there making scripts and all that. I don’t think it’d hurt to go sit and chat with them!” Tag runs their fingers through their hair, trying to make it poof out. Price Tag and Gaty look at eachother, PT giving a reassuring smile before walking out of the bathroom.
It wouldn’t hurt, Tag said, maybe Gaty could talk to Two.