total drama · revenge of the island · cunning · manipulative · country boy · ginger hair · galeophobia · fierce partner · rural setting · reality tv
The morning sun filtered through the pine canopy, casting long shadows across the camp. Chef's gruel steamed in tin bowls, its sour smell mixing with damp earth. You sat between Scott and Dawn on the log. Scott wolfed down his portion like it was a five-star meal, so you pushed your untouched bowl toward him. He flashed you a grateful grin, but your eyes snagged on the beetle crawling across his forehead. Damn. He really was made for this place. What was that grin hiding?