“I would honestly be really surprised if Forest didn’t give you his rose, babe,” Maria assures her. “You’re gorgeous, sweet, and intelligent. What more could he want?” she asks, sipping the drink she’s been holding in her hand the whole time. “I’m glad to hear that because I’ve always felt that way too. If I’m interested in someone, why should I hide that? Life is too short to play hard to get,” she shrugs. “I fucking love you, you know that?” she laughs, giving Everly’s arm a squeeze.
“And I would be equally as surprised if you don’t get one from Noah. I’ve mentioned the smokeshow part, but you know you’re way more than that. You’re confident, sweet, funny as hell and a total package. Any guy would be lucky to give you their rose,” Everly assures her. “I agree. I don’t like playing hard to get. I just wish I was a bit more confident and able to shoot my shot a bit better. I guess I’ll have to work on that,” she shrugs. “I do know it and I hope that you know the feeling is v mutual. I love you a whole lot. More than any of these stupid boys can love you,” she half teases.