Kandis is smokin’ hot, but she is the most paranoid chick I’ve ever met. She freaks out about everything. I spent half the night last night thinking she was going to climb into bed with me at every creak in the house…and the other half of the night disappointed she didn’t. I’m only human, after all.” – Brodie Short, Day 3 “How is your first week going, Kandis?” It was day three, and I was back in the confessional. I rubbed my eyes, thinking. “Well, my partner’s determined to score with everything female, he’s made deals with half the house, Mickey keeps trying to give me massages I don’t want, and I’m pretty sure the living room is haunted. Other than that, just great.” There was no reaction on the other end, and I felt suddenly awkward. A moment later, the confessional booth voice spoke again. “Have you made any alliances?” I shifted in the confessional chair and then tucked my legs under so I wouldn’t twitch and give myself away. “Well, seeing as Brodie’s spoken ‘for’ me to everyone?”
