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@amirxhq
“Really? I mean I guess that’s up to you, but I’d ride that as much as possible. Like how common is it to meet someone wh- sorry I’ll stop there. Anyway, I’m Elliot”
“well, all i wanted to do once it was all over was go home, so. it’s fine. nice to meet you, elliot. i’m amira. so, about that exploring, are you interested?”
William shakes his head in confusion. “I don’t recognize you from anywhere if we’re being honest. I also don’t watch Olympics so that could be it. In which case I have no idea if you’re lying about this whole ‘famous celebrity’ thing but whatever.” William shrugged and nodded skeptically. “William,” he smiled “Yeah let’s go.”
“never said i was a famous celebrity, so don’t go putting words in my mouth,” she retorted before letting out a breath. to be honest, she found it a relief to meet someone who didn’t even vaguely recognize her or her past when the 2014 games felt like a lifetime ago, and it was a lifetime she wanted to forget. “perfect. i saw some rocks by the water, if you’re up for some climbing, or we can go into town and see what this place has to offer.”
“Hey, you were on the front of that food box, right? Yeah, a few years back- wait, when were the Sochi olympics again?”
“just the kellogg’s box that they released during the games. i didn’t do any other sponsorships. 2014, and something that’s staying in 2014, so i’d rather not talk about it.”
“so i don’t end up repeating myself a thousand times: yes, i look familiar; you probably saw me skate at the sochi olympics. no, i don’t have my medal with me. and now that that’s out of the way, i’m amira and ready to go explore this island. you in?”
Uh hey, yeah, I’m Chase.
Nice to meet you.
“it’s a little early too say that, isn’t it? maybe it won’t be nice to meet me, or nice for me to meet you. but anyway, i’m amira.”
It had only been a few minutes since his arrival to the mansion, but Teddy already felt restless, wanting to see every inch of the magificent island that would be his new home and introduce himself to every living thing on it. Kicking off his shoes in the room that was designated to be his, he bolted downstairs, his heart leaping in his chest when he spotted another arrival. “Hey, I’m Teddy!” The young man practically yelled his greeting at the unsuspecting stranger, bursting with excitement that he was no longer alone in the lavish mansion.
in typical amira fashion, the blonde had settled in and made sure to unpack as soon as she arrived. pushing things off and leaving things till the last minute wasn’t in her nature -- and neither was living out of a messy suitcase. after placing her last pair of shoes in its place and shoving her empty suitcase under her bed, she headed to the kitchen for some water. or, at least she tried to. instead, she practically jumped out of her skin at the bottom of the stairs as someone excitedly greeted her. “holy fuck,” she yelled with a hand across her heart, whipping around to look behind to see who it was, not that she knew anyone else here. “had too much caffeine today, teddy?” she asked half-jokingly and half-seriously. “i’m amira. i’m guessing you’re one of the other contestants and not just someone lurking around to scare everyone?”
“i’ve been here for a total of twenty-some minutes, and i’m already getting bored with this place. where are the chicks in bikinis ? when i signed up for this show, i at least expected a hot chick to greet me like a king at the door to the mansion, but instead i was handed a fruity drink by a guy, who looked like he was about to jump my bones. no hate towards the gays, but i’m not into that type of shit” the male rubbed his chin with irritation, the disappointment apparent on his face.
amira could feel her skin crawl with each word that came out of the male’s mouth. she crossed her arms tightly across her chest, acutely aware of her body and being seen as an object as she’d previously been treated. after a moment, she simply noted, “you really know how to come across like a pretentious fuckboy, don’t you.”
“sorry but can i ask you a question?” her head tipped to the side only a little. “what room is this? i seem to be lost. this is a mansion after all, “ she answered to herself. “i mean this is a mansion, you wouldn’t think it would be so hard to find a bedroom let alone a bathroom, ridiculous right? i think so as well.“ she raised a brow and looked at the stranger clearing her throat. “so… about the room number, your name was?”
amira lifted her head out from the book in her lap, raising her eyebrow at the girl’s question. her eyes scanned the room to see if there was something that didn’t make it obvious that it was the living room, but the signs were all there -- the sofas, tv, coffee table, you name it. “the living room? unless the definition of living rooms changed during my flight,” she said matter-of-factly. she didn’t see the correlation between the room and her name, but she also couldn’t fight her instinct to be helpful. “the bathroom’s at the end of the hall, if that’s what you need, and i’m amira.”
