laughed anyway. He squeezed her once and stretched.
“I’ll go out first, give you some time to get changed, unless you want to go first?”
Kina nodded and waved him on. He was always looking out for her, never forcing her to do things his way. Would that annoy her down the line? Would it get old? She wasn’t sure. She wasn’t submissive, but it was nice to be taken care of now and then. She’d been honest with Jonathan about that. She figured it had a lot to do with her childhood, when she’d not really had anyone to take care of her. She sighed. She was worrying herself to death. Kina decided to take the day as it came and not worry about anything other than getting the best shots for the show.
Darius and Roger were actually still sleeping by the time she and Jonathan had finished getting ready. Kina filmed some quick shots of them sleeping that could be spliced into the final version of the show, then helped Jonathan pack up their tents. They’d be picked up today and the competition would commence to see whose raft floated the best in the lake.
Not too much later, the two men woke up and started their morning. They didn’t have any food left, having eaten it all in the days before, and they hadn’t found anything else to eat near the campsite. They were grumpy and tired, and it showed. Kina tried not to laugh. It wasn’t nice, but she knew it’d make for great reality TV.
Precisely at noon, Eddie strode into the camp area. Kina had no idea where he came from, but thought it was funny he just sort of appeared out of thin air. He asked Darius and Roger if they were ready to go and simply nodded when an emphatic ‘yes’ was the answer.
They all trudged down to where a boat was waiting on the lake. It had Benedict and Nash in it already, along with Taylor. The plan was to collect everyone and meet Shannel back at a rendezvous point. They’d film some of the ceremony there and then make the rounds to each of the campsites where the men would show off their rafts and attempt to make the six-hundred-yard round trip, to prove their raft was seaworthy. Of course on television, it would be seamless and the traveling from campsite to campsite wouldn’t be shown. More of the magic of editing and television.
It was a pretty sad group that gathered with Shannel. Trent and Ian apparently weren’t speaking to each other because of something that happened back at their campsite. Roger and Darius weren’t too bad, although Roger looked like he had a three-week beard instead of just a three-day one. Benedict and Nash looked like they hadn’t slept at all in the last three days.
Shannel went around the group, asking the men how they fared, whether they’d had anything to eat besides the one MRE they were given, and if they were able to light a fire with the flint they were given.
Kina was scared that Roger and Darius were going to spill the beans about how she’d cheated and given them a few matches, but she should’ve known better. There was no way they were going to let anyone know what had happened. They were too thankful they’d had fire to give her away.
The others had also managed, from what they’d said, to light their fire. It seemed that was the best thing that happened to any of them, however. Trent and Ian fought over every aspect of their time out in the wilderness. Trent had wanted to build the raft one way and Ian disagreed. So they’d spent the first day and a half arguing about it. They didn’t want to cooperate with each other in building a place to sleep because they were so mad at each other, so they suffered as a result of that as well. Since Ian was a restaurant owner, he had all sorts of ideas about how to find food, but Trent’s occupation as a nurse made him wary of eating anything that wasn’t packaged and safe. All in all, it sounded like they’d had a perfectly miserable time. Kina knew they would be highlighted pretty heavily in the airing of the
“I’ll go out first, give you some time to get changed, unless you want to go first?”
Kina nodded and waved him on. He was always looking out for her, never forcing her to do things his way. Would that annoy her down the line? Would it get old? She wasn’t sure. She wasn’t submissive, but it was nice to be taken care of now and then. She’d been honest with Jonathan about that. She figured it had a lot to do with her childhood, when she’d not really had anyone to take care of her. She sighed. She was worrying herself to death. Kina decided to take the day as it came and not worry about anything other than getting the best shots for the show.
Darius and Roger were actually still sleeping by the time she and Jonathan had finished getting ready. Kina filmed some quick shots of them sleeping that could be spliced into the final version of the show, then helped Jonathan pack up their tents. They’d be picked up today and the competition would commence to see whose raft floated the best in the lake.
Not too much later, the two men woke up and started their morning. They didn’t have any food left, having eaten it all in the days before, and they hadn’t found anything else to eat near the campsite. They were grumpy and tired, and it showed. Kina tried not to laugh. It wasn’t nice, but she knew it’d make for great reality TV.
Precisely at noon, Eddie strode into the camp area. Kina had no idea where he came from, but thought it was funny he just sort of appeared out of thin air. He asked Darius and Roger if they were ready to go and simply nodded when an emphatic ‘yes’ was the answer.
They all trudged down to where a boat was waiting on the lake. It had Benedict and Nash in it already, along with Taylor. The plan was to collect everyone and meet Shannel back at a rendezvous point. They’d film some of the ceremony there and then make the rounds to each of the campsites where the men would show off their rafts and attempt to make the six-hundred-yard round trip, to prove their raft was seaworthy. Of course on television, it would be seamless and the traveling from campsite to campsite wouldn’t be shown. More of the magic of editing and television.
It was a pretty sad group that gathered with Shannel. Trent and Ian apparently weren’t speaking to each other because of something that happened back at their campsite. Roger and Darius weren’t too bad, although Roger looked like he had a three-week beard instead of just a three-day one. Benedict and Nash looked like they hadn’t slept at all in the last three days.
Shannel went around the group, asking the men how they fared, whether they’d had anything to eat besides the one MRE they were given, and if they were able to light a fire with the flint they were given.
Kina was scared that Roger and Darius were going to spill the beans about how she’d cheated and given them a few matches, but she should’ve known better. There was no way they were going to let anyone know what had happened. They were too thankful they’d had fire to give her away.
The others had also managed, from what they’d said, to light their fire. It seemed that was the best thing that happened to any of them, however. Trent and Ian fought over every aspect of their time out in the wilderness. Trent had wanted to build the raft one way and Ian disagreed. So they’d spent the first day and a half arguing about it. They didn’t want to cooperate with each other in building a place to sleep because they were so mad at each other, so they suffered as a result of that as well. Since Ian was a restaurant owner, he had all sorts of ideas about how to find food, but Trent’s occupation as a nurse made him wary of eating anything that wasn’t packaged and safe. All in all, it sounded like they’d had a perfectly miserable time. Kina knew they would be highlighted pretty heavily in the airing of the
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