"I AM SO GLAD THEY INCLUDED GRAPETASTIC POP IN YOUR REWARD LAST NIGHT, HEATHER!"
you hum in agreement at lindsay's delighted exclamation, sipping the purple soda.
"it's totally my favourite. it's the only thing i've really been craving on the island"
"i cannot be-lieve that leshawna shredded my clothes! she is so gonna pay for this"
you glance at heather's torn shirt with a wince. leshawna had not gone easy after the previous night.
"well, you did steal gwen's boyfriend. that's pretty major" lindsay points out, you nodding slightly.
you didn't appreciate what heather did necessarily, but you could also understand the game plan behind it.
"shut up" heather sneers, snatching the purple drink, taking a sip and spitting it straight out.
"how can you drink this sugar water?" she throws the bottle away. it shattering and its contents spilling everywhere.
you wince, glancing at lindsay before sliding the remains of your bottle over to her.
she beams, throwing you in a hug.
confessionals on
lindsay ; "heather is my best friend on the island besides [name]. ohhh, isn't [name] so lovely? back to what i was saying! i mean, sure, heather steals my food and borrows my clothes and calls me names, but that's what BFF's are for! 'best female friends'
heather ; "who cares about friends? in this world, there are sheppards and there are sheep. and lindsay is a major sheep. BAAAAAA!"
lindsay ; "i think she really respects me and my strategical ideas"
heather ; "i've got flip-flops with more brains than her. but, hey, she's useful right now, so i'll keep her close. [name], too. she knows what she's doing here. she isn't stupid. and when i don't need... them.. anymore, i'll dump them
