⇢ ˗ˏˋ Approachable ⇢ ˗ˏˋApproachable
“Hello no, I’m not going.” That was what MJ had told Jalin when he suggested that she sould try a reality Tv show to find her ‘true love’ or at least to have fun.
“F*ck no, tell them i’m not going, cancel it,” That was what MJ had told Jalin when she found out he signed her up for the reality TV show ‘Are you the one’ without her consent mind you (really what’s up with that?) and that she had been accepted. She was furious, and rightfully so, you would be incredibly frustrated if you were in Mari’J’s position as well- getting signed up to something you have no interest in and know absolutely nothing about was not how MJ liked to live her life.
Unfortunately she had no sparkle of spontaneous energy, making her inclined to always be ready to jump into the next big thing and be at the spotlight 24/7. Ew, no, that was just not her, Mari J was perfectly comfortable being a tattoo artist living in a small humble apartment with her younger brother, watching romcoms here and there as she cried about how depressing her love life is or during weekends playing hockey with her younger brother Jalin. That was fun for MJ, somewhat. It was her lifestyle and she was used to it and sure sometimes she prayed for a different lifestyle, for something better, for more money but she was definitely not praying to go to a reality Tv show or for this big of a change.
And she had also definitely not prayed for Jalin to go behind her back and buy plane tickets. Yes! You read correctly, her brother not only went behind her back and signed her for a reality Tv show, he also spent her money to buy expensive tickets to Alaska because obliviously what Mari j wanted did not mean anything to him. But anyways, Mari J was not angry anymore, no, no angry? No she was scared sh*tlessly because now it meant she had to go because there was no way she was going to waste that much money. Her brother had already brought plain tickets (with her money!!) and thus Mari J was about to make a fool of herself on reality Tv, as if she doesn’t make a fool of herself enough in real life already.
The plane had landed and with that, Mari’s J anxiety only intensified. She tried to make herself look a little more confident, she wondered ‘how did the other contestants look?’ would she fit right into them? Probably not, well…It’s ok, it was not like she was here to be liked, well technically that is exactly what Are you the one is about, to be liked, so in a was she was indeed here to bee liked.
God, God, God just why did her brother have to be like this and why did Ayto have to take place in fckass Alaska? Why couldn’t it be some cool hot place like California where Mj was from. No, because She had underestimated just how drastically different the weather would be compared to California. The cold seeped through the layers of clothing she hastily threw together, realizing too late that she was ill-prepared for the freezing temperatures.
As Mari J reluctantly stepped off the plane onto the frost-covered ground, she couldn’t help but shiver. The landscape, though undoubtedly stunning, was an alien world to her. The snow-covered mountains and icy expanses were a far cry from the sunny streets of California. She stared in bewilderment at the white scenery, feeling a bit like a misplaced puzzle piece in this wintry paradise.
Before she could fully process her surroundings, a cheery host greeted her. The host’s overly enthusiastic demeanor clashed with Mari J’s apprehensive mood. She forced a smile and exchanged pleasantries, though her eyes flickered nervously toward the imposing villa that would be her home for the unforeseeable future.
The door opened, revealing a meticulously designed living space that seemed straight out of a dream. The camera crew captured her initial reactions, but Mari J’s mind was still caught between disbelief and the biting cold outside. She tried to maintain composure, but she was really feeling like biting her lips right now. She looked around the room as she took each step, forgetting to look directly where she was walking and thus she had bumped into a girl.
“Oh, I’m so sorry!” Mari J exclaimed, her heart racing as she stumbled into the girl. She quickly regained her balance and offered an apologetic smile. As she tried to help the girl get up.
The girl- she was striking, with a warm skin tone, piercing blue eyes, and full, wide lips. Mari J couldn’t help but notice how her blonde hair cascaded in perfectly styled waves, framing her face like a halo. She looked like she belonged on the cover of a magazine, definitely very opposite to how and who MJ was
“MJ,” Mari J introduced herself, trying to mask her nervousness with a friendly tone as she brought her hand out awkwardly for a shake. “My fault, i’m really sorry about that, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going and is just me or is alaska really cold.”
@Caticorn - Phoebe