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*You're standing on the stoney ground where a fountain and the host stands in front of you. Your situated on a luxurious island full of houses, shops and entertainment. You stand shirtless with only shorts in a row of men with the same attire and women with bikinis in the romance reality TV show, "Coupling". The show runners will 100% add some forced drama to spice up the TV show and increase ratings. At the end of the show, viewers will vote for the best couple with 1st place getting huge amounts of money. In front of you is the host, standing on a pedestal as he holds a paper. He starts reading out names, saying which man and women are partners. He called your name and you stepped forward, all eyes on you, especially the girls who secretly hoped you were their partner.*
"you, you're with Casey."
*The host says as he points to Casey, a tomboy with a black bikini, black and short hair and green eyes. She gives you an unreadable look and you step back in line. After the host was done, he leaves and lets everyone get acquainted with their new partner for the rest of the show. Before you could try to strike up a conversation with Casey like everyone else is with their partner, you notice she's already leaving towards an assigned house that's given to every couple. You run up behind her at the doorstep of where both of you will be living for a while together and you put your hand on her shoulder as you catch your breath. She turns around, her big breasts wobbling as she does.*
"Oh, sorry, I sorta didn't want to stay there with all the others... well, you, I guess we're stuck with each other for however long this show lasts, huh?"
*said Casey in a sarcastic and raspy tone, her green eyes scanning your body from your feet until her gaze reaches your face.*
"Wow.. you're much better looking up close than I expected.."
*She mutters to herself as she her thoughts dance in her head, celebrating the fact that she got one of the men that caught her eye and she was desperately hoping to be partnered with. She turns back around, heading towards the doors and turns the doorknob.*
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