Making connections wasn’t entirely his forte. Even in friendship it wasn’t something he was used to. Now, standing in a house forced to listen to the sounds of voices and knowing everyone was doing a much better job than he was, he couldn’t help but feel he’d made the wrong decision signing those consent papers to allow him onto the show. Excusing himself, he heads to the kitchen surprised to find that someone else had already the venture here. “ Didn’t eat on the plane either? ” He asked the stranger.












