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𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑛 𝑓𝘰𝑠𝘵𝑒𝑟 — 𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘦 

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it’s like flipping a switch. the second her heel passes over the threshold to the bedroom she’s sporting a bright, genuine smile, giving the appearance of being and feeling lighter than she just had seconds before out in the lounge with evie. the sentiment was hardly dissimilar to shaking an etch-a-sketch, blank slate for a new room in a pinch. “dylan.” she sighs, relief dripping from her voice. “thank god i found you.” eden drops onto a bed that doesn’t belong to her, taking a pillow and hugging it to her front. “sit with me for a minute? i’m a bit in my head and you’re my own personal sydney sun.”

in the bedroom w/ @cruelsxmmcr​

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bluemmings​:

“ WHAT THE HELL ? ”   he asks when she splashes him, as if she’s trying to christen his foot. it’s a good thing eden gives him no time to react to what she tells him, otherwise he might’ve tried to pull away. instead he’s stuck in her grasp as she swipes her tongue on the bottom of his foot, his other leg hopping once at the brief tickling sensation. and just as quick as it happened, eden’s already cleaning her tongue off with pool water, making josh roll his eyes. angel’s laughter doesn’t help.   “ my foot is probably cleaner than that water, ”   he tries to argue, which is simply untrue. angel’s question makes him laugh though, unable to keep a smug smile on his features.   “ it wasn’t half bad. ”   seeing marcus out of her peripherals, he calls,   “ hey marcus !   you just missed it. your new girl just licked me. ”    @bluemmings​

he’s making his way toward the bar when josh is shouting him, an immediate 180 because he’s bored and would love a little bit of attention. eden, angel and josh is a trio he didn’t know he was obsessed with, but he’s here for it. obviously josh is one of his closest friends, eden’s his ‘ new girl ‘ and angel is one of his new favourite people based on vibes alone. still, he grimaces at josh’s words. “ licked you ? ” his nose scrunches up, turning to look at eden with just a smidge of judgement. “ damn, eden… you really don’t know where he’s been, huh ? ” he laughs, not sure what’s happening. “ that might be an ick. ” 

she’s about ready to shove josh back into the pool when he calls marcus over. the blonde stands there, hands on her hips looking a little bit like a wet cat that just ran a marathon. “i lost a bet. had to lick his foot.” marcus gets the shortest explanation of the ordeal and a full body shudder in reawakened disgust at the thought of her tongue making contact with the bottom of josh’s foot. she makes a quick run to the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of liquor and necking it, taking a clean swig straight from the bottle on her way back. eden wraps an arm around marcus’s middle sort of from behind, cheek resting against his shoulder. she laughs, “don’t say it was half bad, that was fucking awful. next there’ll be a hashtag trending about how you like foot shit.” another quick sip from the bottle, if only to ease her own mind with cleaning her tongue. “blame angel. it was his idea. i’m the victim, total deceit.”

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graftisms​:

“ WHAT WAS THE BET ? ”   is his initial question, assuming that she’s trying to let him in on the fun joke, rather than him being part of the punchline. it’s not until she asks for his foot that it clicks, not sure if he should be laughing or cringing. he does a little bit of both, eyebrows raising.   “ what are you going to do with my foot ? ”   he asks, but lifts one up anyway, tentatively moving it closer to her.   “ gonna give me a foot rub ? ”

“a race. not all of us are bloody water polo players.” she splashes angel with water using the back of her hand, annoyed and only having herself to blame. on the back swing though, she kicks up as much water onto josh’s leg as she can manage without dousing him completely. there was chlorine in the pool right? chemicals clean things? fucking hell. “gonna lick your foot.” she gives him about a millisecond of pause before her hand is wrapped around his ankle, just going for the kill. her tongue hits a clean swipe by the arch of his foot, that way angel can’t come back and call her a cheater or anything of the sort. her grasp on him is abandoned immediately, sinking into the pool again to give her tongue a quick rinse. “fucking christ.” she swears, bracing her hands on the edge of the pool to push herself out. “do we have vodka?” 

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graftisms​:

“good shit,” he laughs breathlessly. “you almost had me there.” not really. angel could tell pretty quickly that his prowess kinda overpowered hers, though he does think she really did give it her all and that’s admirable enough, right? he’s cheesing and, once she’s done trying to push at him, angel will go ahead and wrap an arm around her shoulders, crushing her playfully into his side. “now let’s see who we –,” eden’s curse kills the rest of the sentence and even angel can’t laugh at first because of how insanely cruel it is. and incredibly perfect. “oh my –,” he snorts, then cups a hand around his mouth. “yo, josh! c’mere a sec, pop a squat. eden’s got somethin’ she has to say.” @graftisms​

JOSH LOOKS AROUND THE VILLA FOR A BEAT WHEN HE HEARS HIS NAME, not immediately recognizing the voice until he notices two pairs of eyes watching him from the pool. what does handstand guy want now ?   all he wants to do is shower after his workout, but he makes his way over to them anyway, wiping a bead of sweat off his forehead.   “ can i help you ? ”   he deadpans, looking down at eden.    @properbantz​

oh, he seems thrilled. just about as thrilled as she is, really. eden eyes his feet for a second, a wave of nausea hitting her before she looks back up at his face. “i lost a bet.” she prefaces, sounding entirely defeated. if he cares about her in any capacity he’ll walk away and force them to find someone else. didn’t charlene suck someone’s toe once? who was it again? can they walk by? “give me your foot.” 

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dobits​:

head hangs back as he laughs, eyes crinkling at the edges in pure glee at the juvenile negligence of it all. his bread and butter. “oh, fuck yeah,” angel agrees, grabbing her hand and giving it a firm shake. then his hands are in his hair, copying her strategy of putting her locks up and out of the way. he manages to get it into a decently tight bun by the time they reach one end of the pool, then hunkers down with one set of fingers touching the cement edge. “all right, on three?” eyes point forward now, getting ready to breaststroke for his life because he definitely doesn’t wanna lick a random’s foot today. “one… two…”

in her best efforts to potentially beat a water polo player she’s held her breath pretty much the entire time, lungs burning by the time she’s breaking the surface of the water. before he can even say anything, she knows that angel’s hand had hit the wall before hers. “you motherfucker.” she whines, hands colliding with his shoulders with no real force behind them, just the attitude of someone who’s not thrilled about having to lick someone’s foot now. holding out a small sliver of hope that the next person to walk by seems like someone who washes their feet. that is until it’s replaced with utter devastation, catching josh walk out of the gym area. “oh fuck me.” 

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dobits​:

“hmmm,” angel takes a long, hammed up moment to consider the question, fingers stroking his invisible beard. “we could do the classic, like… loser makes the winner breakfast for the next five days.” it’s said with a wah wah tone, indicating how boring the option is. really, angel wouldn’t be against it. it’s not unusual for him to make breakfast for the group as it is and he wouldn’t hate having breakfast made for him. “or whoever wins can dare the other to do something… i dunno, embarrassing or stupid or whatever. liiiike streaking? or kissing the next person who walks by? ooh, lick someone’s foot?”

he’s rattling off options, that she’s half heartedly contemplating before he finally breezes into his last offer. a wicked grin plasters itself on her face and she’s taking her mic off, setting it to the side. “loser has to lick the foot of the next person who walks by.” it has to feel like a loss, doesn’t it? incentive to win. being the youngest with two older brothers has made her familiar with less than ideal consequences for losing challenges over the last 23 years of her life. this one, she thinks, might be better than eating grass. eden slips into the pool, dropping entirely under to get on with the chill of the water before meeting angel in the middle, holding her hand out to shake on it. “to one end and back?” 

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dobits​:

“to be real, i’m not hundred percent sure how to do the butterfly,” he qualifies thoughtfully, kicking off the side of the pool to wade to the center in an effort to try out the motion he thinks is right. the fact that eden’s actually biting to the idea has angel grinning, hopping on his toes in watery slow motion. “nah, just water polo, nothin’ major.” he can float like crazy, but concerted laps? not as much of a strong suit. still, it probably does give him an edge up so he tries to divert, smiling innocently. “should we make it a bet?”

“oh you bitch.” she sighs at the admission of his water polo background. perched on the edge of the pool, eden’s twisting her hair up out of her face, something about being hydro-dynamic? not really something you’re too concerned about when it comes to surfing but it’s like water basics, right? he gets a careful glance, uncertain what exactly he’s got in mind for this sort of thing. the main villa hadn’t exactly been the most challenge riddled place during casa. “alright,” she agrees after a moment, “what are we betting then?”

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there had been safety in the kitchen. everyone buzzing in and out and around making coffee and smoothies, grabbing quick breakfast things before they dispersed out to do whatever it is they were going to do all day. she was hoping that she’d be able to slip in and out before it cleared, really. it’s not that she’s avoiding romi either, they had started off cool and friendly enough. at least pre-coupling up with her ex. that had this big dramatic thing with. and she had just been reminded by naomi about the weight of such thing. it’s fine, seriously, really.  “ you remember the spider from like... the early days? ”  she asks tentatively,  “you think they scaled pest control up to a hundred? ”  she squints, and adds a tilt of her head, like a confused golden retriever, uncertain,  “ or reckon any birds could make themselves at home in the kitchen? the whole villa’s like open. ”  in the kitchen w @romistav​ day 37 :)

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dobits​:

day thirty-seven: mid day. pool.

if he’s not at the gym or snacking, he’s in the pool. usually callie’s alongside him, but unfortunately for eden, he’s alone at the moment. though she seems like she’s peacefully minding her business, angel’s got no choice but to rope her into engaging with him. “you swim?” he wonders, flicking wet fingers towards her in hopes that the little drops of pool water that hit her will tip her off he’s talking to her. arms fold on the edge of the pool, chin propped up on them as he sing-songs, “we can ra-aace.” / @properbantz​​

she is minding her business, thank you. even knowing there’s no way she doesn’t know about the whole evie and angel conversation(s), that doesn’t seem to deter angel from vying for her attention now. is this what being switzerland feels like?  “ only if you swear to do anything other than butterfly, that stroke is killer. ”  she wrinkles her nose at the american olympian favorite.  “ and you don’t mind totally losing. unless you were on swim team or something where you’re actually trained? but don’t tell me that, let me continue to live my fantasy. ”  

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bluemmings​:

“ i’ll sparkle any day, i’ll do it. i am a sparkling king. not the water kind though, that stuff’s nasty. ” and he pulls a little face to confirm that. “ none of the girls here have feet as big as mine otherwise i’d give them a run for their money for sure ! ” he laughs, eager to show off his stupid talent but it’s not his fault there’s no heels available. “ oh my god… you’d have to just scream out random names and then watch it all back. there’s some names you just can’t forget. ron’s a good name. ron the turtle. ” he nods, though it’s probably far worse than anything she’d come up with. he finds the idea of serenading someone a bit cringe, but he takes her words with all the teasing intended. “ ahhh, yeah. maybe. maybe. ” he laughs, though the only person he’s really come close to singing to in here was val and he fucked that up by not even bringing her back. “ what’s your favourite song ? i’ll try and do it justice one day. ” or ruin it, either way.  brows will raise at her job, a little unsure suddenly but he doesn’t know why. “ oh ! that’s cool, that’s so cool… i love animals, i always recycle. ” he nods, a little laugh but brows soon furrow as he looks at her because he does recognise her somewhat, pieces forming in his brain. “ wait. ” marcus waits longer than he expects, trying to say i think i know you without saying that. he doesn’t wanna ask her and be lame, he’s fairly sure it is her. “ yooo, i had such a crush on you when i was, like, ten, ” he laughs. “ i mean, i guess i still do but… i used to watch those shows all the time with my mum. ” not so much when he went to live with his dad, no real knowledge of her recently but she still looks like the person he remembers on screen.  “ woah, that’s crazy. you’re like a legend. like an animal-whispering little legend. i was so jealous of you growing up.  ” he admits with a big grin, “ i always wanted to like, befriend a giant hippo. that’s the dream. ” 

she can’t help but laugh at marcus’s genuine rambling about sparkling, bridging into sparkling water.  “ got it, no sparkling water, but the next time i put glitter on i’ll have to give you some too. ”  maybe it’s a little presumptuous to lead with that sort of language throwing in a ‘next time’, assuming that they’ll be on a path that draws the two of them closer rather than further apart.  “ ron the turtle, i’ll keep that one in my back pocket and we can brainstorm later. get more of those creative juices flowing. my brother’s favorite is named crush like after finding nemo, so anything we come up with should automatically knock that out of the park. including ron. ”  as he’s saying maybe to her suggesting a sweet serenade eden’s shaking her head no, confirming they’re both on the same page of it not really happening.  “ you make loving fun, fleetwood mac. ”  it’s the sort of music she remembers hearing played around the house all the time, the sort of classic folksy rock blasting through speakers when making dinner, her dad dancing in the kitchen with her mom, her older brother twirling her around in the living room. she watches the processing happen in real time, the connection being made in his head. it’s like she can hear the moment the puzzle pieces finally fall into place, dipping her head a little in a nod.  “ glad you still find me half as cute now as you did back then, ” any tension that had settled in her shoulders at his realization melts after that. at least the look on his face hadn’t exactly changed when he got it. realizing people were more into her after they figured out who she was always felt like a punch to the gut, as if the most interesting thing about her was the name she had to offer.  “ a legend? ”  she tries to laugh it off. was it humble, flattered, or slightly embarrassed?  “ you like hippos? they’re a little terrifying actually, but our penny’s pretty sweet. big fan of watermelon. if i can convince you to come down to aus i’ll give you a private tour, befriend whoever you’d like. ” 

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bluemmings​:

“ oh, so not in a red little number as a dragon ? we’ve got different taste, i get it. ” he nods, a laugh soon erupting because he can’t stay serious for too long, taking a sip of his wine. he’s scared to really take advantage of this date, wine makes him… well, wine drunk. he loses all inhibition, forgets it’s even alcohol. “ i can dance in heels though, like that’s a fact. it would’ve been something to see for sure. ” one day he’ll show off his talent in heels, one day. “ yeah, i do… not much in here, no. i forget everything. they don’t let you have pens, you know ? just making sure you know what you’ve got yourself into. ” he warns warmly, shaking his head. “ but uh… honestly, i think they’re scared i’ll just blow everyone away, like too much… yeah. that’s the reason. only one i can think of, anyways. ” he smiles at her, watching her expression and just trying to get a read on her. he loves meeting new people and getting to know them, definitely helps she’s picked him for a date, picked him for a dance, picked him at all. “ so what is it you do ? if you told me you were a dancer, i’d believe you.” 

“ sparkly was definitely the key word here, babe. but the heels i will definitely need to see sometime. criminal we didn’t get to see it yesterday, your legs would look killer. ”  she’s reveling a little in the fact that she got him to laugh already. a solid indicator that things were already good, easy. it’s hard to say whether she would know awkward even if it slapped her dead in the face but this doesn’t feel like it so far.  “ the true agonies of being pen-less. however will i remember all of the great names i come up with for future sea turtles? ”  her lips are pursed to the side, a hum of thought falling from the back of her throat while she pretends to be deep in thought while looking at him.  “ maybe if i ask nicely they’ll give you a chance. or i’ll just have to convince you to serenade me acapella sometime. ” it’s all mentioned teasingly, hoping that should it ever actually happen it’s more a good bit of fun than something embarrassingly serious. his question catches her off guard, a small inkling of surprise mixing into the warm smile on her face.  “ oh! i’m a zookeeper. conservationist, really. i work at the sydney zoo with my family. not a dancer, unfortunately. ”  she leaves out the bit of the whole tv thing at first, unless he puts two and two together from her explaining that much. 

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“ so i have to admit. ”  she takes a sip of one of the wines they’ve settled on, something a little sweeter. no need to aid in dry astringency when the nerves could do that for her.  “ was pleasantly surprised by the dragon. ”  a faux serious expression works its way across her features, fingertips pressed against the table as if she’s proving some point.  “ i think the only thing from shrek that could’ve possibly been sexier is if they put you in a sparkly little red number. call you fairy godmother, switch it up to i need a hero. ”  she cracks a smile, a warm laugh punctuating her sentence,  “ and you write don’t you? a singer-songwriter gig? why haven’t we gotten you a guitar or a karaoke machine yet? ”

vineyard date with marcus, @bluemmings​ 

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“ hey gorgeous? ”  eden’s quick to join the seat next to them, attention falling solely on their features as she leans her head onto the cushion.  “ how are you feeling about that challenge? ”  it’s a way to make conversation, though perhaps not the best way to make conversation. she hadn’t intentionally tried to encroach on both of the guys she had gone for and definitely wasn’t expecting to find out that romi had chosen dante over marcus when the two of them had been so... ! regardless, she’s trying to figure out where most of the islander’s heads after all of that, rommi’s just unfortunately one of the first she’s found.  “ naomi was stunning. ”

day 35, lounge area with @romistav​

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she was absolutely beaming walking away from that challenge, any possible nervous energy projected into excitement over anything else. there was a little thought to maybe see if anyone wanted to chat last night, but she didn’t see much use in starting something that late or when everyone still had to talk in their own couples. and even though now’s probably prime time for the two of them to stake absolute claim on their first victim with coffee or some kind of breakfast chat, she’s pulling the other bombshell for a much too energetic chat for this hour of the morning.  “ babe, you like crushed it last night in that challenge. i was fanning myself, dear god. ”  eden’s got evelyn’s hand in her own, squeezing it.  “ are you thinking about pulling angel for a chat? ”

day 35, kitchen area with @inquixotic​

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EDEN FOSTER (cisfemale, she/her, mia healey) is TWENTY THREE and a WILDLIFE CONSERVATIONIST from SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA. they are known as THE HALCYON because they are EBULLIENT, but if things kick off, they can be a bit SHORT FUSED. they’re BISEXUAL and describe their type as EASY GOING, ATHLETIC & OUTDOORSY, & CAN MAKE HER LAUGH. from their time in the villa, they’re hoping to find LOVE. (watching the sun rise on a quiet beach, hand sewn patches on an old denim jacket, calling every single animal she sees ‘a beauty’, and jeep wranglers without the top on)

NAME — eden drew foster.

NICKNAMES — edie

PRONOUNS — she/her.

AGE & DOB — 23 & february 24th, 1999.

PLACE OF BIRTH — sydney, australia.

NATIONALITY — australian.

OCCUPATION — wildlife conservationist, zookeeper, tv personality.

* BACKGROUND OVERVIEW !

in the shortest summary possible: eden’s basically the in universe bindi irwin. tv personality from doing shows with her mom and step dad when she was really little, they’ve got some reality tv show about life at the zoo and she’s had a couple little mini series growing up. definitely no stranger to the camera, and you’ve probably vaguely heard of her. and if you haven’t heard of her you’ve at least hear of her parents.

she’s the baby of three, having two older brothers who also work at the zoo :)  

she’s fully under the impression of nothing can ever be more embarrassing than having your awkward braces phase immortalized on national television, so really there’s nowhere to go but up. 

it might be a little idealized, but she’s really truly looking for the one. even if they’re not found on love island, but one day for sure. she’s got a fairly decent example of love from her parents. her bio dad was only in the picture until she was three and her mom was married to her step dad by the time she was five. but there’s always been something about the way they click, the way they love each other, that eden’s really admired. she wants her own relationship to emulate that same healthy relationship, full of trust and love. she’s not really in the market for settling, knowing that relationships can really look like the ones you see in movies. 

the one thing she’s struggled with almost her entire life was sincerity from people. whether that was just friendships or relationships, it was always harder to find people who genuinely wanted to be her friend and not just around her for her name or family. she tends to be a little harder to get closer to because of that, but only out of protecting herself and her heart first. 

i promise you guys she’s stable.

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BEACH HUT CONFESSIONALS 001 — EDEN FOSTER

BOMBSHELL ENTRANCE:

HOW ARE YOU FEELING ABOUT ENTERING THE VILLA? 

“ oh i’m absolutely stoked. i saw callie on the show and thought like, now there’s a girl with an idea. ”  her smile widens and she leans forward in the chair.  “ like i know i should be nervous or something but i’m just not y’know? ”  it helps that she’s used to a sort of reality tv type beat. talking in front of a camera is comfortable at this point given interviews or her family’s little day in the life show.  “ the camera’s don’t really faze me or anything and i’ve done this long enough not to like.. have a total freak out like that one guy with the hair, reece? or the boxer trying to throw his dick everywhere? or the other blonde? jenny’s an absolute dream but she’s gotta work on grounding breathing exercises. really, i’m just here to have a good time and whatever it is at the end of the day that’s that. ”  eden shrugs, bright smile returning to her features.  “ like obviously i’m hoping to find someone grand but i’m also being realistic. shoot for the moon, yeah? stars are pretty too. ” 

IS THERE ANYONE WHO YOU HAD YOUR EYE ON ALREADY OR HAS CAUGHT YOUR EYE OFF THE BAT THAT YOU’D BE INTERESTED IN GOING FOR? 

“ oh definitely. ” her expression twist as if she’s asking ‘are you serious?’  “ yeah a lot of the islanders already seem pretty ace. i’ve got a few that i’m looking forward to pulling for a chat before others, like miles, frankie, adela, but i’m keen on getting a chat in with everybody. not because i’m desperate or anything, ”  she laughs, pointing at the producers behind the camera,  “ but how else are you going to know if you’ve got chemistry with someone if you don’t even try to entertain a conversation? how do you know there’s not that spark or fireworks if you don’t go for the kiss? ”   

WHICH COUPLES SEEM THE MOST SOLID TO YOU? LEAST SOLID? 

her nose scrunches, clearly not wanting to answer this question and not having a good answer for it either.  “ none of them? ”  she feels bad saying that, but all of these couples seem so shaken around.  “ i mean if you want to get into it i guess angel and callie have got a really good thing going? but something about callie and frankie feels severely unfinished, like if they don’t get it out now they’re going to end up doing something they regret later or hurting their partners. like not intentionally, but that original fire pit just felt... intense. even in here, you don’t react that way to someone you’re over. i think jude and jenny are sweet. i’d like to see them succeed, i think he’s sweet to her despite the fact he looks like he would kill a pair of tracky daks. you think he owns ‘em? ” 

WHAT PEOPLE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF GETTING ALONG WITH?

“ overly optimistic to say everyone, like i’m being thrown into the lion’s den here, but that’s not unfamiliar in the slightest. plus i know cal, she and i ran in a pretty similar circle a while back. ”  her tone’s light, teasing. who would she be if she didn’t make some sort of wild animal reference right out the gate?  “ i’m gonna have to put a little more thought into what comes out of my mouth from time to time but i just call it like i see it. i’m not trying to hurt anyone’s feelings, the last thing i wanna do is make anyone upset. so like... that’s gonna be the thing. i hope i get on with angel and charlene. they seem like a good time, dante and jude maybe? ” 

WHAT PEOPLE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF NOT GETTING ALONG WITH? 

“ i’m not like hoping to go in making enemies. that’s not my speed. ”  she tries to make this aggressively clear,  “ but maybe dylan? maybe. which is like wild considering that’s another true blue right there but i think he just takes himself so seriously and i’m not really about that. but i hope that’s not the case. um... i don’t really know how it’ll go with josh. or naomi.  i don’t want to get sucked into that whirlpool of a mess just by being in their sheer proximity so maybe i’ll stay away from that with no less than a six foot pole. ”