while his personality might naturally thrive in the social aspects of the game, it wasn’t lost on him that he really had no idea what game he was playing. maybe he should have watched the first season, maybe he should have read the rulebook ( he tried and failed ) — so being strategic was a thought he didn’t really have. “ yeah, got no idea. no thoughts just vibes here… ” he shrugged, took the start of the conversation as permission to sit beside the other. “ but hey, if being pretty’s the first challenge then you got a great chance at winning. spare me from the guillotine if you win ? ” he chuckled, might not be the best strategist but being inherently flirtatious and lighthearted might just increase his chances of survival. “ but you know what ? i wouldn’t mind being stolen. i think being the center of a love triangle will definitely do great things for my ego. ”
“Okay, first of all, there’s a chance that I’d win? Please, we know I’d be the winner straight out that’s why they can’t possibly do that.” It wouldn’t be fair. And in Elle’s mind, there was no other reality than that. Eyeing him as he took the chaise next to her own, the blonde turned herself in his direction, sipping on her champagne as she looked him over. “Promise you are spared, it’d be too much of a loss to send you to the guillotine that quickly.” She teased with a playful smirk on her lips. “I’m not sure if being stolen from you roommate means you’re in an automatic love triangle, babes, but I’m loving where your head is at. A love triangle would be incredible though last season it was with two sisters so...it has to be even more unhinged.” And if Elle could sign up for that, she absolutely would. “Who are you then? I don’t think I remember you from the welcome party and I definitely would if we’d met.”