Camila: Day 2 (Dramatic Pause?)

“So what are you doing?”

You look up from the plate of waffles you've been enjoying, through bleary eyes. Rebekah is giving you a quizzical look and you spend a moment trying to work out what she's talking about.

“Enjoying the waffles Jada made. You should try them, they're delicious.”

“No, I mean for the challenge this week. With Camila. You haven't said anything about it yet.”

“Ah…” You sit back and pause. You knew it would come to this when you made your decision. “Yeah. That's because I'm not doing anything.”

“What do you mean?”

“I'm using the joker, The Glass Ceiling Mafia. Honestly Rebekah that Phantom of the Opera stunt left me exhausted. I need a rest. So I'm just gonna grab the ten times multiplier and take a week off.”

“You can't! That's not right. You have to play a challenge with her.”

“You know,” you say, teasing her, “I'm starting to think you get off on setting me up with other women. Look, I can barely think straight after the last few game weeks. The joker play nets us 80 points and that's the best we can do this week anyhow.”

Her voice is almost **** as she responds. “But the joker is more valuable when going for full hands, it gets a multiplier then.”

“And it's completely useless if I just collapse from all this shit. Do you know how many times I'd even had sex before starting this game? Three, Rebekah, just three. Now I've had that in a week at times, and every one of them has required me to plot and plan and forget ninety percent of what I thought I knew before all this. Don’t get me wrong, it's fun, but it's too much. Besides, I want a week to relax with you. We've been so focused on the game we haven't made time for each other. Now eat your waffles.”

You push a plate towards her and she sits down. You can't help but enjoy the way her lips move as she begins to eat. Lips you've come to know very well over the last few months.

“Well you better make the week fun then,” she says with a bratty pout. “Show me what I've been missing out on while you've been fucking all those other girls.”

“Oh I intend to,” you say with a smirk. “I might even push your boundaries.”

“What makes you think I've got any?”

She laughs. And you're not sure if it's a joke or a challenge.