Gay Love Island - Season 1, Episode 1: I Would Like to Couple Up With...

The Sims 3's Gay Love Island

created by Tiger

- Episode One - 

 Izzy: It is stinking hot today, which means only one thing! There are attractive men around! Wow, what a way to kick off the first official episode of Gay Love Island! Hi, it's the voice of Izzy! Welcome back cuties and hunks in the audience, this is the show to be watching! To remind you, Gay Love Island is a lovefest filmed 24/7...a handful of gay men will enter this very villa, in the hopes of finding love at the end...and win that prize money! Or else...nothing! 

 Izzy: On tonight's episode, eight Islanders enter the villa, immediately coupling up in the...well, The Coupling Ceremony, of course! Once they've found their initial partner, the contestants will get to know each other, and so on, and so on!Better not spoil the entire episode, haha, I may as well give up my job to Beau Smart if I did that. Can you imagine? A ten-minute show where he just said what happened in the day to a bored audience? Did I mention five minutes of that is ads? Yup. 

 Izzy: Enough establishing shots, let's get this show on the metaphorical road! 

 Izzy: It's everyone's favourite Mole! And everyone's favourite first boot! Gee, I cover both bases, it's incredible. Did I mention I technically won, too? Yeah, you wanna try to beat me? Anyway! Moving on! Sorry, it's thrilling to have so much focus right now, but this show isn't about me! That show will come in maybe a year or so, I'm working on an idea with Giles, Grape and Diane, but...I'll pitch that later, in an ad break! 

 Izzy: Welcome to Gay Love Island! Should we start to meet the eight gays that will be spending the next however long in the villa? Of course, not all will stick around...if you end up partnerless at the end of the coupling ceremony, you are in danger of being sent packing! So keep your relationships pumping, or else you might just end up friendzoned by seven people. Brutal.

Happened to this girl I knew, in university. She was so bland though! 

Izzy: Opposite me, by the pool, four of the eight are about to arrive. These four have no power, as of yet. Unfortunately, based on randomisation, these four will be the ones to be chosen, whereas the other four will be doing the choosing. It's all very shocking and blunt, this first coupling up! 

BRING OUT THE BOYS!  

 Izzy: Our first boy is just a pair of legs, which I must say is very different for a reality show, imagine if Mason had just been a pair of legs! Imagine if Whitney had been, wow that would have been quite the feat for Morgan! The heck would she hide her head? Nevermind! Let's meet...Fredrick! 

 Izzy: It's Fredrick Von Belyea! Oui oui! 

 Fredrick (V/O)

"Heya everyone, it is Fredrick, and I am 21, and I hail from the lovely lovely land of France, but my family is from, well, everywhere! English is not my first language, but I like to think I am indeed very good at it, I have been, uh, practicing for many many years to perfect exactly how to - how do you say - charme leur pantalon. Hehe, it's interesting that I am here for this show...but I want to find a husband, one day, I do..." 

Fredrick (V/O)

"Dancing is my passion, le ballet, and I have been constantly training since I was very young. But I hope you do not think of me as the stereotype, because of that. I love to dance, yes, but I hope you can get to know and my personality, and I hope we can find things we have in common with one another, I really do hope."

Fredrick (V/O)

"I am passionate, sure, and I have had a troubling time in love in the past, but that is behind me, as I expect to view any mishaps the other gentlemen have had in their past loves. If they can sympathise with me...we can get to know one another, and I cannot wait to get to know everyone, whoever may be in the villa." 

 Izzy: Our next set of legs is none other than...my cousin! Kidding, though he is gay, don't know why I didn't just sign him up while he slept! 

Meet...Michael Lee! 

 Michael (V/O)

"Yo! I'm Michael. You can call me Mike. I'm 29 and as you can see I'm pretty fit. I'm a baseball player, so you can kinda guess how my life runs... Though, my life is lonely. So I am here looking for companionship, rather than the comradery I get from my teammates. I'm here looking for someone to see passed my ripped outside, and into the kinda person I am on the inside. I hope I can find someone to do that."

Michael (V/O) 

 "In my field, many of the guys are as you'd expect: straight or even worse, homophobic. I rarely come across any other athlete who is like me, you know, gay. There aren't as many people in my life that can help me find a guy to date, and I ain't got a chance at love with my lifestyle." 

Michael (V/O)

"I'm hoping to find someone to connect with and share my world with on Gay Love Island... But hey, even if I don't find love, a beach holiday while meeting other dudes might just be vacation I need. It's a win-win."

Izzy: We've met the first two guys, now shall we meet number three? These legs...whose legs do we have here? 

 Izzy: Introducing...Ulrich Larsson! 

Ulrich (V/O)

"Hey everyone, the name's Larsson...Ulrich Larsson. But no seriously I'm not a spy or anything, I ask for consent with every pic! I'm a photographer, you see, and that intro bit was probably a little problematic, but I make jokes, we gotta live a little funny every now and then! I'm 19, so probably one of the youngest this season, but it doesn't mean I'm completely green...wait a sec did I want to come here saying I'm not a virgin on television?"

 Ulrich (V/O) 

"Being a photographer, I capture the world around me in the most special of moments, but...sometimes I forget to look for those moments for myself. I haven't had many serious boyfriends, who can blame me, I'm still young...but I want to find one, and I was tired of all those dating apps, with most guys not wanting to have feelings. So I saw the ad for this. And Izzy is here too? God. One of my faves from The Mole, always."

 Ulrich (V/O)

"I'm excited for this journey, you know, as much as I think everyone else who came with true intentions is. People might overlook me as just this twink, or think I'm awkward and weird, but I hope I can shatter all that. Let's see, shall we? Haha." 

 Izzy: Aw stop it, calling me one of your faves, it's almost like we scripted you to say that - anyway, moving on! Here's our fourth and final guy by the pool, let's meet...Mateo Reyes! 

 Mateo (V/O)

"Hey, the name’s Mateo and I’m here for a good time. I come from a pretty small town, and I crave a little adventure, you know? One guy can only take so much of that life, but at least I have my family and my restaurant. ‘Cause you know I’m thirty-six, and I’m not afraid to admit that I’ve played the field, but maybe I should settle down? Find a cool guy? Or I can just mess around. Who knows!"

 Mateo (V/O)

"I decided I needed to widen my horizons and meet more people. Perhaps it’s time that I settle down and find someone that I can have a family with. If not, well at least I can have a little fun and a break from work while my cousin manages the restaurant."

 Mateo (V/O)

"Bring on the season, then! Let's see who I meet." 

 Izzy: There we have it, the first four guys to enter the Villa! Fredrick, Michael, Ulrich and Mateo will one by one be picked by the next four to enter the villa, but these four will not enter all at once. One by one, they will enter, introduce themselves, and without anything more than the name and physical appearance of the guys opposite them, they will make their choice. 

 Izzy: It makes it more dramatic, really. Imagine picking someone you thought was attractive and then you go back to their apartment and they won't stop talking about The Hobbit and their figurines and they have millions of them, or you pick a guy with really nice hair and he gets into the shower back at his place, and invites you in, and then all he does is pick your scalp for what he calls "nits", when really all he's doing is trying to groom me like a creepo! 

Sorry. I got carried away. Let's meet our next guy, and the first to make his decision! 

 Izzy: It's Derek Benson, the singing sensation! 

Derek (V/O)

  

"Hey Guys, my name is Derek Benson, I'm 24 years old and live with my sister in Monte Vista. If you think now: "wait, I do recognize him..." well, you are not wrong. My sister River and I are the newcomers of the music industry, with me being the voice and her being the brains with her songwriting. In recent years, I was able to get a loyal fan support, which kinda made me scared to come out, but it was River who actually encouraged me to do so. And to my surprise, it even boosted my reputation. Anyway, apart from making music, I love hanging out with my friends and just perform. It was always my dream and I'm happy I can do what I love now."

Derek (V/O)

"Why did I apply for Gay Love Island? Well, since I hid my sexuality for so long, I never dated guys. And I thought since I already have a profile and experience with cameras, this could be the right format for me."

Derek (V/O)

"So is there a handsome man out there for me, coming onto this show? Let's wait and see, but I know one thing: I'm gonna have some fun, that's for sure. Gee I hope there's a music number planned..."

 Izzy: And here he comes now, Mr Derek Benson! 

Give him heaps and heaps of applause, the four gay men standing at the other side of the pool...we don't have much of an audience, I'm afraid. 

Derek: Hey there, Izzy. Celeb meeting celeb. 

Izzy: Keep your eyes forward - oh wait, he's gay. Nevermind, stare all you want, it's what I tell Kyle...I miss him. Bring him back. 

Derek: Kyle? Like...Kyle West, yeah? 

Izzy: Exactly. He's single now, by the way.

 Derek: I don't want to date a celebrity - 

Izzy: He was on two reality shows, barely a celeb - 

Derek: I want a normal guy, Izzy. But thank you. 

I guess it's my time to make a choice, yeah? 

 Izzy: That is correct, someone has been paying attention! Derek, before you are four guys. From left to right: Fredrick, Michael, Ulrich and Mateo. Your task right now is to make a first impression decision and couple up with one of them...so who will it be? 

 Derek: It's a tough decision, Izzy - 

Izzy: Indeed it is, cutie, which is why I'm not applying for Love Island myself. Plus...well, they'd need good security, some guys are real attentive when they know me, you know what I mean - 

Derek: I, uh, don't want to know about your sex life, at all...

But I've made my decision...

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 Derek: I'd like to couple up with you, Ulrich. You seem like a cute, sweet guy, I'd like to get to know you a bit better. 

Izzy: We have our first coupling, ladies and gents! Go on, Derek, go properly introduce yourself to Ulrich! 

Derek: I'm going, I'm going - 

 Derek: It's nice to meet ya, Ulrich, my name's - 

Ulrich: I know who you are, weirdly. It's nice to meet you, Derek. 

Derek: Not going to fawn all over me? I'm glad. 

Ulrich: I get exactly why you came on here, dude. 

 Derek: It's kinda weird being here, huh? 

Ulrich: Yeah, little bit. But we'll get used to it, aha. 

Derek: True, true, now get over here and greet me the proper way. 

 Izzy: Wow, very forward, with a kiss! 

Ulrich: We're not kissing, Izzy! 

Izzy: That's not what the camera says. 

 Izzy: There we are, the first couple of the season! Of the whole show! Derek and Ulrich, will they last? Or will they find someone else that interests them more? Or will they fizzle out and be eliminated one right after the other? Who knows! We'll see! 

 Izzy: Let's keep this ball rolling, shall we? How about we bring out our next contestant, number six!? Shall we? 

Oh...I was waiting for rampant applause, but nothing...okay, fine.

Let's bring in our next man...

 Izzy: Will he pick one of the three leftover by the poolside, or will he snatch Ulrich away from Derek? We shall see...here he comes now! 

Izzy: Here's Ricky Valentino, everyone! Make some noise! 

Ricky (V/O)

 "Hola, the name is Ricky NOT Ricardo. I live in Bridgeport, there I work as a hairdresser and I'm damn good at what I do. My heart hopes to find a chico fabuloso that will treat me with respect and spoil me to no ends. Maybe there will be another sexy Latino like me but really I don't have a type, just so long as tu pelo es muy bueno. I don't have time for anyone who judges too quickly, I may come across as a bit feisty sometimes and love to be the life of the party but that doesn't make me a bad chico. My goal is to make someone fall head over heels for me on the island. Besitos!" 

 Ricky (V/O)

"I have been longing to find the man of my dreams, always. I hope to find him here, on the island, in the Villa, and maybe I will, or maybe I won't. Maybe he won't even be a contestant, aha." *he winks at the cameraman* 

Ricky (V/O)

"I want to have fun, too! Party it up, chicos, let my hair down! Let it run wild, oh baby! This should be a fun time, let's remember that! Let's let loose and meet the man of our dreams, sleep with him once, and forget in the morning! Just kidding, I hope not! I want to keep him for life, if I find him here!" 

 Izzy: Ricky's making his first impressions of the guys by the poolside, and Ulrich over there. He knows who Ulrich is, I hope...probably not, I'll tell him when he gets over here to me. RICKY! 

 Izzy: You have a very important decision now, Ricky. You must couple up with one of the three standing opposite, either Fredrick, Michael or Mateo, or alternatively, you can steal Ulrich from Derek - Ulrich is the blonde one, sitting over there, the skinnier one. You got that? 

Ricky: I've got it, thanks sugar. I know my options now. 

Izzy: Well...it's time to take your pick! 

 Izzy: They couldn't word it sweeter, could they? Makes it sound...I don't know, rather crude..."take your pick" - 

Ricky: I know right, I'm not some sleazy man from the straight seasons of these shows - 

Izzy: I know right! 

 Izzy: You know your options, Ricky. Who do you want to get to know better, in a "let's sleep together but only in the same bed" sort of sense? 

Ricky: Oh I hope I don't pick a snorer, gosh. 

Izzy: We provide ear-plugs if you do, babe. 

Ricky: Thank goodness. Okay. 

I would like to couple up with....

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 Ricky: I'd like to couple up with Fredrick, yeah. 

Izzy: Ricky and Fredricky! Haha, joshing, I'll never call you Fredricky again, you might ballet-kick me to death...sorry, I can't quite remember the actual terms, despite my ballet-inspired perfume ad, which by the way, was incredibly fun to do, because I got to sing, which I've been doing a lot of recently. Anyway - Ricky, go introduce yourself to Fredrick! 

Fredrick

"This will be good, I do believe. I will pull out my French charm. 

He'll melt. Or I will. Into his arms."

Izzy: Once they make things official by, you know, actually talking to each other, maybe hugging, who knows, Ricky and Fredrick will be the second official couple! They'll join Derek and Ulrich on the loungers.  

 Fredrick: Heya, Ricky, how are things? 

Ricky: Turning browner by the minute, chico, but hey, good to meet ya! 

I'm Ricky, of course. 

Fredrick: Good to meet you. I like your hair, actually. 

Ricky: Thanks mister! I'm always fond of making my hair look nice, you know. 

 Ricky: Let's see what this holiday brings, huh? 

Fredrick: For sure. I look forward to it. 

 Izzy: With that, we have two couples - Derek & Ulrich, and Ricky & Fredrick. Cuties. Will they last the season? Who can say? I certainly can't, I don't read the future, but maybe an earlier version of me did? Nah, of course not, what earlier version of me? Isabelle...fuck that bitch. 

Moving on! 

 Izzy: Don't get too tanned either, boys, remember to slip slop slap! 

Can't be liable for any lawsuits, now can we? 

I'm kidding, of course, I know you have plenty of sunscreen all over those abs! 

ugh where are the straight men to drool over...

 Izzy: Opposite me, by the poolside, only two remain - Michael and Mateo. The two Ms. Who will be chosen next, and who will be left till the end? 

Here comes another guy now! Number seven, shall we introduce him? 

Michael & Mateo: DO ITT!! 

 Izzy: It's Albon Blankett! Say hello to him, and let's learn some more about him...shall we? 

Albon (V/O)

"Hello guys, the name's Albon Blankett, CEO of--. wait, never mind, this is not a business meeting. Ahem. But I am a bit of a workaholic. I'm a divorced father of two lovely children who, after some time being single, is ready for a new commitment."

Albon (V/O) 

"Well... I've always been a full-time workaholic and father since I graduated from college and married who is now my ex-wife... But yeah, since my divorce I've been longing for someone to actually BE with. And I hope I can find someone here on GLI."

Albon (V/O)

"My children mean the world to me, and it hurts to be spending time away from them in the villa, but I do want to find someone to be with...it taunts me to see my ex-wife, she could be happily moved on already. Who can say. I came to my sexuality later in life, of course, but I do hope that does not mean I'm too far out of the game. We shall see." 

 Izzy: Here Albon comes now, ready to make that big choice - who to couple up with, based on first impressions alone. It's a challenging position to be in, but Derek and Ricky have proven it's possible to decide. Here we go...Albon! 

 Albon: Hello there, Izzy, how are things? 

Izzy: I'm terrific, I have no idea why we were asked to both look in this direction, did I miss something, I don't know, but I'm great, honestly. 

Ready to make a choice? 

Albon: I think I am, indeed.

Izzy: Would you like to know your choices by name? 

 Albon: That would help, I'd imagine. 

Izzy: You don't want to call them by features? Like necklace boy and other man? Or beard and no beard? Thin and - 

Albon: No need to be judgemental, Isa - 

Izzy: You get a foot up the ass for finishing that name. Go on - 

- We'll be right back - 

 Izzy: My therapist helped soothe me, so we can keep on moving! Albon, you have a choice to make. Beyond the pool, there are still two men waiting to be picked, so they make up half of your options - however, if you would like, you can steal Ulrich (blondie) or Fredrick (other blondie) from their repsective partners. 

Over there is Michael, and near him but not beside him...

 Izzy: Over there is Mateo. 

So, your options...Michael, Mateo, or do a snatch-snatch and take either Ulrich or Fredrick. What are you thinking, Albon? Or should I say...who are you thinking, for this is a game of who, not what. But also...why, and how, let's be real. Albon? 

Albon: Izzy, I have decided to couple up with...

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 Albon: Mateo, will you couple up with me in this game? 

Mateo: Of course, dude, get over here! 

Albon: I'm coming, I'm coming  - 

Izzy: Oh for sure tonight you will be, I bet $20. 

Izzy: Anyway, that means Albon & Mateo will be our third couple, and so far, no one has stolen from anyone. Rather uneventful, isn't it? It's cute though. No drama, no drama yet, really. I like it. It's wholesome. 

Mateo: I think so too, Izzy. 

Izzy: Thank you, Mateo. 

 A cute lil wave from Albon. 

Izzy: Get over there! Introduce yourself! 

I feel like a parent, all the sudden. Gross. 

Kidding. I'm sure one day I'll be a mother. 

Izzy, the mother. 

 Mateo: Hey man, how are things? 

Albon: Despite all the sharpness of all this, I'm doing well for myself. 

Pleasure to meet you, by the way. Albon. 

Mateo: And I'm Mateo, but you can call me Mate-eo. Kidding. 

Mateo

"I like the look of Albon, I think. He seems around my age, so maybe it'll be good for me to stick to someone I won't be completely and utterly separated from, generation-wise. Like oh boy I shouldn't try to date someone like Ricky, or Fredrick, from the little bits I know about them. Could just be a disaster movie there."

Michael

"I'll admit not getting picked first, or second, or third, well, it bums you out. I'm so used to the 'logic' of sport, where if you're left to last it means the captain thinks you're the weaker of the bunch. I don't know if this means those dudes looked at me and thought I was, what, some confused straight guy, or something, but I'll hold out hope someone comes through those gates and actually wants to pick me."

 Izzy: Poor, unfortunate Michael. You're....trapped! 

Joshing, joshing, you're not, just no one wants to couple up with you...yet! We still have one last guy, Michael, so don't you stress, you'll have a couple-up buddy soon enough...you'll have a partner, is what I mean. 

Michael: Oh yay, okay, good. 

 Izzy: Albon & Mateo are taking their seats behind me, which means it's just about time to introduce lucky number eight - our final contestants, as of today. Because, of course, more is better...and he will not be the last to enter those gates. I mean, of course not, I'll come back every now and then, but what I mean is...INTRUDERS! Bet you can't wait to see who'll be popping into the Villa later. But for now...

 Izzy: Let's meet our final Islander for today, the eighth of the eighth...here he comes now. Y'all excited? You should be, always. 

 Izzy: Here he is, number eight, it's Quinton Bower...

 Quinton (V/O)

"Hi, my name is Quinton and I’m from Hidden Springs. I’m still a student in graphic designs and hope to have my own business one day." 

 Quinton (V/O)

"It's probably unexpected of someone like me to be on a show like this, but I like trying new things, and I've come out of my shell a little bit more since high school, you should have seen me. I want to see how I go here, and if I end up hiding in a corner, haha, you can count me to never do this again!" 

Quinton (V/O)

"No, it sounds fun, to be on a reality show, oh god, I hope it'll be fun, and maybe I can find my first love right here, in the villa. Here's hoping! I don't know, I'll take the days as they come. It's all a big we'll see right now! I have to turn up first, and not chicken out at the last minute!" 

 Izzy: Once he rounds that corner, he'll be facing the final choice of the day. Whether to stick with the leftover guy (believe me Michael seems like the best leftover snack ever) or steal from Derek, Ricky or Albon. What will he choose? 

Let's find out, I can feel his presence right behind my head. 

It's a weird talent, I know. 

Izzy: Quinton, your hair is very white. Like a whitish-blonde, it's very glowy - is glowly a word in that sense? Can I use it? 

Quinton: Uh, yeah, go ahead and use glowly if you want to - 

Izzy: Sorry, sorry, this isn't about your hair. It's time to decide: will you couple up with leftover Michael, or will you break apart an existing couple? 

Quinton: This is easy for me, Izzy....

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Quinton: I'll be happy to couple up with Michael, Izzy, it's an easy decision for me. For sure. 

Izzy: Ooh, do I sense an attraction there? Hmmm...

Quinton: Uh...he's attractive, yeah, but um, I don't want to steal from anyone either...

Izzy: Let's see if you're thinking that in a week. Go talk to him! 

 Michael: I'm so glad someone actually picked me. I was wondering, does no one really find me attractive? 

Ulrich

"Michael said that, and I wanted to leap up out of my chair and tell him, "Oh I find you attractive, I just couldn't choose!" I know, I know, I'm happy getting to know Derek, we're getting along at the moment, but...well I felt bad for Michael, having to wait to the end to be chosen. He's an attractive guy. I gotta make sure he knows, I guess." 

 Quinton: I...I think even if I came in first I'd have chosen you, Michael. 

It's nice to meet you. I'm Quinton. 

Michael: Nice to meet you, dude! And thanks for saying that. Maybe it was for the best I waited it out? 

Quinton: I...I hope so. 

Izzy: With that, we have our four couples: these two (Quinton & Michael), Derek & Ulrich, Ricky & Fredrick, and Albon & Mateo. 

Stay tuned for more from the Islanders and their first day in the Villa - plus, later, a sneak peek at what's to come! 

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Izzy: You'll be seeing me some other time, gentlemen. Behave.

Fredrick: Well, that is the coupling down. 
Ricky: And then Izzy girl just bounced like that! I was hoping she'd stick around and party the night away with us. 
Fredrick: It would be strange if she did, yeah? 
Ricky: I don't know, chico, I would've lived for it! 

Ricky: I say it's time to get to know one another, Fredrick, yeah? 
Fredrick: Sorry...I was staring off at a butterfly - yes, we should! 
We know each other's names, at least. And ages, yes? 
Ricky: You're a lil bit younger than me, yeah. No harm in that! 

Fredrick: You're comfortable with it? 
Ricky: I, uh, haven't dated many men younger than me, I like them aged like fine wine, you know, but I'm willing to get to know you, chico! It'll be fun, I'm here for some wild different adventure, otherwise I'd just stick to silly dating apps!
Fredrick: That is how I feel, and maybe it is better for me to find someone older. 

Ricky: Oh we have fun no matter the age, honey!
Fredrick: I bet, I bet, aha. 
You know...there are not many guys like you, where I come from. Truthfully. I look forward to getting to know you, I do. 
Ricky: I've never dated a French man...it'll be fun, haha. 

Michael: What did you say you do again? Male modeling? Aha...sorry, that was a poor joke, I'm waffling a little today. 
Quinton: I...I hadn't mentioned, actually. I'm nervous too. 
Michael: Haha, funny of you to tell I'm nervous. 
Quinton: I, uh...I usually don't keep my shirt off for this long. 

Michael: I promise I won't just jump in and say you should more often. I'm not gonna tell you what you should do.
Quinton: Oh...thank you, Michael. 
Michael: Call me Mike, please. And what do you do, tell me! 
Quinton: I'm a, uh, graphic design student at the moment, part time in the library...so nothing too exciting, really. 

Michael: I think that's pretty cool, really. 
Quinton: Really? Most people just, uh, call me loser nerd - 
Michael: Most people, uh, suck and find reason to bully. 
Quinton: And - and not you, then? 

Quinton: Even though you look exactly like the kind of guy to pick on me in high school, you know, the jock type - sorry...I shouldn't stereotype. 
Michael: No, go right ahead, I'm forever a jock - but I'm not a bully, I hope not. 
Quinton: I'm just so new to this...I have reservations. 
Michael: I know. Me too. 

Michael: Believe me, I came here to try my best to show the world I'm neither stereotype, entirely - I'm not the jerk jock, and I'm not the fiercely fabulous gay guy. I'm Mikey, you know, I'm Michael. A unique blend. 
Yup, definitely gay. 
Quinton: Did you...did you get tired of girls following you around? 
Michael: You'll be surprised to know I don't have groupies. 
I'm no rock star. 

Quinton: Haha...you know what I mean. 
Michael: It's - well, it sucks having to let someone down because you can never see yourself interested, yeah. Unless they grew a dick - kidding. 
Quinton: Haha, oh, yeah. 
Not a lot of people pay attention to the guy studying graphic design, though. 

Michael: Maybe you just had to put yourself out there - oh wait. 
You are, now. It's good. 
Quinton: Haha, yeah, it's weird being here. 
There's a camera in our faces. 
Michael: Yup. But pay less attention to it. Just...be yourself. 

Quinton: Easier said than done, Mikey. 
Michael: Look, you've barely noticed it. Just keep talking to me, and all will be well. You're doing great, Quinton. 
Quinton: I'm comfortable with you, I guess. 
Michael: Well, we're coupled up - I'd hope so. 
he gives him a cute smile

Michael

"Quinton is coming out of his shell a little more, but it's probably just a whole different world being here for him. It is for me, except for the camera part, because I guess I'm a little adjusted with the camera on me for baseball...but I'm sure he'll get settled in, right, like we all are, in our own ways. 
This house is boss, by the way. Good job interior decorators." 

Derek: So, you're a photographer? What, or who, are your subjects, Ulrich?
Ulrich: It's mostly nature, really - gee, that was a fast ball. 
Derek: Ever thought about branching out in something else, like wedding photography, maybe? 
Ulrich: I don't know...it's a possibility, I did photos for my cousin's wedding a year ago. 

Derek: You've got to show me some pictures you've taken some time. 
Ulrich: I couldn't bring my camera here, you know, they didn't really let us bring much, did they? 
Derek: Nah, not really...kinda sucks. 
Ulrich: You wanted your...toys, right? 

Derek: Shut up, man, that's not what I wanted for even a second! 
Ulrich: Haha, yeah, I know. 
he winks
Derek: I would've liked having my guitar. I even told them it wasn't a bomb in disguise, nothing. 
Ulrich: Maybe they were worried you'd play too often and bore the camera people? 

Derek: Haha, yeah, probably. 
Ulrich: Are you...are you surprised more people aren't surrounding you, because you're a little famous? 
Derek: I'm not surprised. They came here to get to know their partners, and hopefully find the one. This isn't Big Brother, after all. 
But I'm sure later tonight it'll come up. 

Ulrich: Have your wrist all amped up for signing everyone's chest? 
Derek: Thank god there's no women here, aha. 
Ulrich: There's Izzy, if she returns...she'd strip naked to be signed by you. 
Derek: ...oh yeah, true. Oh brother. 

Albon: Did the bedroom look too...dark, to you? 
Mateo: Guess they're not wasting power while we're outside, soaking up the sunshine. Unless there's some twist where the bedroom is hell on earth so we're forced outside every morning and night. 
Albon: Ah, that'd be right. Want to sit and chat? 
Mateo: Yeah, let's. 

Albon: So, you run a restaurant, was it? 
Mateo: Yeah, not some massive chain five-star thing, but it's home to me, a second home away from my house. And it's for families, too, to be a slice of home for them.
Albon: It sounds really nice, Mateo. Maybe I could stop by for dinner sometime, with my kids? 

Mateo: That'd be great. And you have kids - you seem, already, like you'd be a great dad to them. 
Albon: I certainly try to be. It's interesting now, exploring my..sexuality, and trying to engage them in that without oversharing.
Mateo: So, they do know now, too? 

Albon: Not the full extent - how does a dad tell his children he wants to date men now? - but they understand, I suppose, that daddy is different than he was when he was married to - to their mother. 
Sorry, about saying daddy. 
Mateo: Oh, no, it's fine, dude, I don't judge. 
Albon: Force of habit from when they were babies. 

Mateo: Well, you and your family are always welcome at my restaurant, for sure. Give us a call and we'll give you the best table in the house. 
Or...who knows what will come from our force-coupling, ha. 
Albon: I appreciate it, Mateo. I do. 
Mateo: Jumping to the marriage ceremony already! 
Albon: Oh my, oops, haha. 

Albon: But you don't have any kids of your own, then? 
Mateo: I...I fool around too much, playing with my own feelings...no, I really just haven't found the right person to settle with, or - who knows. 
Albon: I'm glad you're starting to feel comfortable talking about this stuff - 
Mateo: It's tough. 

Mateo: I guess I'm opening up on television, too. 
I've had flings, cliche, I know, and relationships here and there, but nothing ever too serious. So, I came here, we'll see -
Albon: If you hadn't come on I'd be partnered up with some young'un. 
Mateo: Haha, yeah, true. 

Albon: It's good getting to know you, Mateo. 
Mateo: Oh I reckon too. 
In my younger days, maybe I would've been distracted by Michael, or Ricky, but nowadays...I've got to find someone my own age. 
Albon: I feel the same. I truly do. 

 Albon

"The first meeting went quite well. I'm glad that I could form a couple with Mateo today, most of the other guys were... a bit younger than me. I was actually afraid that my age would be sticking out like a bit of a sore thumb. But here we are. And I have to admit that I think Mateo is actually kinda...hedoeslookreallygood..."

*Albon starts blushing a bit*

Albon

".... Hmm, I'm still not so sure around all the younger guys, it's been a big while since I was at the age to party a lot, so if that's what is expected during the show... Oof.."

*Albon nervously shifts around in the chair*

"Let's hope that I'll manage and the others won't think I'm a weird plum or something. One of those 'Okay boomer' guys, as the kids would put it."

Ricky: Let's check out this place then, shall we? That lounge room is quite bright and bold, huh? 
Fredrick: Bright yellow walls, I like it. 
Ricky: Where's the scandalous bedroom at? I might take a nap. 
Fredrick: Ooh yeah, the bedroom. 

Ricky: Hey misters, how are you doing inside? Too hot out there, hey? 
Fredrick: It is boiling. 
Albon: We came inside to have a look around, then got comfy in these chairs. Headed to the bedroom, are you? 
Ricky: You know it. 

Ricky: And here it is. Oh yep, only double beds, sexy. 
Get in here, Freddy! 
Fredrick: Ooh Freddy, I like it already. 
Ricky: Do we want a bed up against the window, or by the door, I don't know...

Fredrick: I've picked a bed for us, sexy. 
Ricky: Where are you - oh! 
Fredrick: Come get comfy with me. 

Ricky: It's too early for that, cheeky. 
Fredrick: Oh - no, I just meant come and test out this bed with me. The mattress is like a fluffy cloud. Come on Ricky!
Ricky: That's what my roommate said at the monthly college orgy. Ha. 

Fredrick: I have only been to one orgy, and it was awkward, an ex of mine was there....oh well, it's in the past. 
Ricky: Come to college in Bridgeport, they happen so often, it's crazy. 
Fredrick: The mattress, it's comfy, right? 
Ricky: It's incredibly comfy, for sure. 

Fredrick: I can see us enjoying our sleep here tonight, after we party the night away, I'm sure that's the plan tonight. 
Ricky: I sure hope so, chico! I'm ready to really get to know these people! 
Fredrick: Yeah, that'll be great.

Albon: Gee they seem like buckets of energy and sex, huh? 
Mateo: What it is to be young, I remember it - don't you? 
Albon: Oh - of course I do. But I wasn't gay back then, of course. 
Mateo: You were. It was just hiding. 

Mateo: You must realise that, Albon, it's always inside of us, like those twinks with their toys - it's always there, no matter what. 
Albon: Right, sorry...I meant, I was thinking I was straight, before I settled down with my wife. Ex-wife. 
Mateo: Don't apologise to me - I get it. 
It's tough, sometimes, to be able to tell ourselves we're gay. 

Albon: That is true. It took me...it took me such a long while. 
Mateo: I guess now, now you're comfortable with it? With your sexuality? 
Albon: I suppose so...I'm here, aren't I? 
Mateo: That you are. Let's make sure you don't go crawling back into your shell, Albon. 

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Derek: Can I tell you a secret? 
Ulrich: Oh - yeah, of course, I won't tell a single camera - 
Derek: Won't that be a bit...hard to do? 
Ulrich: Oh. Right. They're following us right now. 

Derek: Well, my secret is...I wasn't always famous, hehe. 
Ulrich: Woah. 
Derek: I used to be non-famous. So did my sister. Oh, and, another secret...my hair doesn't look like this when I wake up in the morning. 
I have to put some effort in, every day. 

Ulrich: You're hilarious, Derek - I assumed pretty much all of that! 
Derek: Whattttt really? 
Ulrich: Yah huh! Do you think my hair looks like this...oh wait, it kinda does. Hehe. 
Derek: It's very sexy, the windblown look. 

Derek: But anyway, I did actually want to talk to you about something serious, I'm not just all silliness. 
Ulrich: What is it, Derek? I'm all ears. 
Derek: I, well, never want to date another celebrity, that's true...but I'm weirdly nervous about dating, in general. Especially with cameras in my face all the time. 

Ulrich: We're all nervous about it, really, I think you have to be on a show like this. Worried someone will see you the wrong way because of a camera angle. Worried you'll say the wrong thing and every guy out there in the world will be turned off by it. But...we got to try, right? 
Derek: Yeah. Exactly. You're right, sorry - 
Ulrich: No sorries, Derek, you did nothing wrong.

Michael: Hey, Quinton...what are you doing out here by yourself? 
Quinton: Oh - I'm just taking a moment for myself. 
Michael: Oh, okay...I can go if you want me to? 
Quinton: No, you can stay if you want. 
Were you looking for me? 

Michael: I just wanted to check up on you. You seem like you're taking it differently to some of the other guys - being here, that is. You're not regretting it, are you? 
Quinton: It's just...it's just a change from what I'm used to. 
Michael: You put your clothes back on too - 

Quinton: It's not me to be shirtless for so long...
Michael: Yeah. I'm comfortable with it, but I can understand...you agreed to it, right? 
Quinton: They said it was going to happen, and I pushed through, this is why I came here - to try new things. 

Quinton: But I don't want the world constantly looking at my body, I suppose. 
Michael: They won't be, they'll see who you are beyond your body - 
Quinton: I hope so...
Michael: Do you want me to go put a shirt on -

Quinton: No, no, it's fine, I don't want you to feel ashamed - 
Michael: I promise it'd be to support you - 
Quinton: I can manage, I think...I don't need you putting your shirt on to make myself feel better - 
Michael: Hey...I'm here if you ever need to talk more, Quinton. 

Michael: I can tell this show is different for you, it's different for me too, I suppose in different ways but...we'll go through this together, because we're coupled up. And I do want to see if that can go somewhere. 
Quinton: We do have to get to know each other first...
Michael: Of course, that's exactly what I meant. 

Quinton: I think I might need some more alone time, before tonight - 
Michael: Will you want to party? I hope so. 
Quinton: It's...it's never really been my thing, though - 
Michael: You won't be forced to. And if not, I'll stay with you. 

Michael: But...but I do hope we can get you out of your shell more, Quinton, while you're here...it'd help you, for sure. 
Quinton: Just don't force me? 
Michael: Of course. No forcing here. 
Quinton: I'm going to go sit by the pool. See you later, Mike. 

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Ricky: Popping a zit over there, sexy? 
Fredrick: I am not, actually, my skin is zit-free.
Ricky: They terrorize the hell out of me when I get them! Right? 
Fredrick: Surprisingly, I have them rarely. Good genes, I suppose. 

Ricky: You must have, jeez. I'd kill to just be void of them. Every now and then I get a big one right on my forehead, and I want to scream at it, hoping my loud voice just expels it off my face - nothing, aha, so I pop that fella free. 
Fredrick: Thank the heavens I am not eating. 
Ricky: Yeah we're in the bathroom anyway, that'd be weird. 

Fredrick: My little cousin will eat anywhere. He lives with us, back home, because his parents...well that is a tragic story for another day. 
Ricky: So he eats on the toilet, hey? Grotty. 
Fredrick: It is. He will sit there, gnawing down. At least he washes his hands. 
Ricky: Mmm...sorry, by the way, to hear about your aunt and uncle. 

Ricky: It must've been rough for the kid to lose his parents, how old is he? 
Fredrick: He is 10, I believe, or is he 10 this year? 
Ricky: That's still pretty young. How's he...handling things? 
Fredrick: They died when he was much younger. He is much better now. Practically thinks of me as an older brother. It is cute. 

Ricky: Oh yeah, I bet it is. At least he's had time to grieve. 
Fredrick: Yeah. He would not stop crying when he moved in. Oh - that sounds wrong, moving in. We welcomed him in. Of course we did, he's family. 
Ricky: Family seems incredibly important to you, then. You still live with them?
Fredrick: Oscar moved out with me, actually. 

Ricky: That's interesting, chico, you're looking after your little cousin! And now you're here, so did he go back? 
Fredrick: It was becoming too difficult on my family to raise him, so I took him under my wing, but yes, now he is back with them. 
I...I suppose I hope this is worth it, so I did not burden them with him for nothing. 
Ricky: Trust, it'll be worth it! 

Fredrick: I suppose, if it does prove worth it, then they will have to be comfortable with me spending time with my cousin. Oscar is the world to me, but I do not mention it much - 
Ricky: It's so sweet though! 
Fredrick: It is tough, sometimes, but I make it work - my life with him. 

Ricky

"It was so sweet when Fredrick told me all about his cousin, and how he supports him - makes me think he'd make such a perfect daddy some day, if he wants to have children of his own...but then I thought back - I swear he told me he used to have tonnes of sex at his place...gosh, right in front of the kid! No, no, couldn't be, haha, god! What a weird thought to have." 


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Fredrick: Party time, hey!? 
Ricky: Back at popping pimples, hey? 
Fredrick: No! Never! Haha. 
Ricky: Your face must be perfect then, chico, why are you checking it again? 

Fredrick: It is force of habit, I suppose - and you, yours is perfect too, Ricky - 
Ricky: Nope, babe, see this spot here...god if only I could just scratch it away...hold on...damn. 
Fredrick: No one's gonna notice tonight - they'll be too focused on each other. 
Ricky: But you'll be looking. Won't ya? 

Fredrick: A little spot will go past my sight, I would think. 
Ricky: Would it? Would it? 
Fredrick: Ricky, I can tell you're just overplaying this - 
Ricky: Ahah, yep, you got me! 

Derek: Hey in here, gents, what's up? 
Fredrick: Oh my, yes, we didn't properly meet. 
Derek: You recognise me? Haha, I thought some people might. 
Ricky: Yeah, dude, we've seen your face. 

Fredrick: Pleasure to meet you, Derek, I'm Fredrick, and over there is Ricky. How are you going so far, in the villa? 

Derek: Nice to meet both of you, haha yeah I'm Derek, don't have to say that bit...but I'm just a normal guy in here, yeah? 

Fredrick: I think we all are, yeah. 

Derek: Yeah. I'm no celebrity right now, I'm not looking for a camera - oh wait, I guess I am, kinda. But this isn't about that...sorry, yeah. 

Fredrick: I perfectly understand, Derek. 

Derek: It's good to meet you guys properly. 

Ricky: Good to meet ya, dude, can't wait to party out there with ya! 
Derek: Just came in quick to pee, aha, then I'll be ready. 
Fredrick: I do hope everyone's gonna get pumped tonight. 
Ricky: Oh - I hope so too. 

 Derek


"So I have been spending some time with Ulrich for a while and I feel like we are getting along very well. All of the others also seem nice, but the majority of them were VERY shocked to see me here. And that was the moment when it dawned on me... I TOTALLY FORGOT TO OUT MYSELF IN PUBLIC FIRST!!! Ugh, River kept warning me to not forget it as it is so usual for me. I said 'don't worry, I won't forget something this important before I enter this show' and the rest I guess is history by now. So since I forgot it, I might aswell do it now. 

Hey, my name is Derek, I'm a well-known singer, and I'm gay *laughs*. When I started my career, I never thought it would come to this, back them I was so convinced that I was straight. Granted, I was 18 at the time, and I only dated girls. I think the first time I realized my struggles with my sexuality came probably a year later, but back then I feared it might interfere with my career. But in recent years I feel like the world has been more open for LGBTQ+ artists, so I've actually planned to come out for two years now, but never found the right time." 

Derek

"Another reason why the others found it weird to see me here is that due to my celebrity status, they thought I don't need a show like this and could date a fellow celebrity. I can understand where this might be coming from, but even when I started, I knew I would NEVER date another celebrity. There is just this stigma of being surrounded by the paparazzi if two high-profile celebrities or even low-profile date each other, which not only takes A LOT of privacy, but also makes it feel way less genuine for me. You can argue that being on a reality show can't be really compared to real life dating, but honestly at this point I've ran out of options. Online dating isn't really for me, so this show is probably the only way I could think of getting to know somebody on a personal level WITHOUT the paparazzi waiting in front of my door. So yeah, that's why I'm here."

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Quinton: I...I was gonna sit there -

Michael: Noooo, you said I could sit here, hehe. 

Quinton: Well, I'll just sit on the other side then - 

Michael: Nope, this is my spot - 

Quinton: You're acting like a little kid, Mikey - 

Michael: Yeah I'm a baby, hehe. 

Quinton: Why are you doing this? 

Michael: I don't know, it's funny? 

Quinton: It's kinda...kinda funny...in a childish way. 

Are you Childish? 

Michael: I don't think that's one of my traits, no. 

Michael: Did I amuse you, though? Just thought I'd do something cheeky. 

Quinton: It was kinda annoying, but I can laugh about it now. 

Michael: I swear I did that all on my own, no one told me to - 

Quinton: I believe you, you're silly sometimes. 

Fredrick: So, Ulrich, you're a photographer? Ever film a porno? 

Ricky: Ohmigosh, Freddy, jumping right into it - 

Fredrick: It probably pays good money, would it not? 

Ricky: Ahaha, yeah, maybe! 

Ulrich: I haven't, don't worry. I haven't been approached to, either. 

But you two seem fun, it'll be good hanging around you tonight. Ready for a wild night, are we? 

Ricky: Using the are we, are we? 

Ulrich: Haha, yeah. This fire is too warm. I'm ready to party. 

Ricky: Hell yeah! 

Derek: LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED, PEOPLE! 

Michael: How are you feeling, Quinton? Feel like dancing at all? 

Quinton: I'm - I'm okay, but you go right ahead, I swear - 

Michael: Yeah, but I don't want to leave you all by yourself here - 

Quinton: I won't be alone, Michael, and anyway - I can handle myself. 

Michael: Well, I'm gonna go get my boogie on. 

Quinton: You enjoy that! 

Michael: I'm not going to say boogie every again, by the way. 

Quinton: I was hoping you wouldn't, aha. 

Michael: And Quinton - if you want to come dance with me, I'll be waiting.

Quinton: I'm alright for now, yeah - but maybe. I'll see. 

Michael: And hey - you can get to know the other guys over there! 

Quinton: I think I'll say hey, yeah. 

Ricky: Enough leftover over there for me, hey? 

Derek: We're barely into the night - of course! Come have a drink, Ricky. 

Ricky: How's things going for you here? 

Derek: I've got no worries, honest! It's gonna be a great night. 

Ricky: That's the spirit! Now for some spirits! 

Albon: I was hoping there'd be some alternative activity, even if it was just sitting inside nibbling on cheese and watching old movies...I'm not much of a party kind of guy, I suppose. 

Mateo: In my younger years I would've been bouncing around out there, scoping up everyone on the dance floor...not so much anymore. 

Mateo: But experiences have to be had, especially on something like this - we can't sit around the house all day and night. 

Albon: You are right, you are. Party number two, maybe you will see me out there dancing, but for tonight...I'm getting settled in. 

Mateo: Oh, I understand that. 

Mateo: I hope we won't be expected to act like some of the younger generations. All slutty and showing off every part of themselves for the camera...just becomes too much, even for me! 

Albon: Because of your wilder younger days? 

Mateo: Yeah...not that I regret them, only...only I'd like to settle down now and not let my past overwhelm whoever I will be with. You know? 

Albon: I suppose I do not want someone who judges me for having been married to a woman, or having children from that marriage - I want someone who can accept all that, maybe even get along with the ex! Sorry, it's the atmosphere changing me a little bit. 

Mateo: You don't have to apologise to me! I get it! 

Albon: It's all about moving forward, not staring in the rear-view mirror. 

Albon: Putting into perspective what has happened in younger years, but not using that to judge a person - we mature with age, like fine wine and cheese. Mmmm, I am craving cheese tonight! 

Mateo: Haha, I wouldn't mind a good platter, hey! 

Albon: Just imagine it in your mind...the perfect assortment. Yummo. 

Mateo: You've made my mouth water, I think I need a drink. 

Do you want one? 

Albon: I'll be alright for the moment, thanks. 

Mateo: Be right back then. 

Albon: There is, lucky for you, no cheese for me to run off with. Haha. 

Mateo: Evening, gents, how's the drinks? 

Ricky: Dang tasty, they are! Drink up, man! 

Mateo: Don't mind if I do, god I'm thirsty! 

Ricky: Oh you seem it...well, the night is young! Anything can happen. 

- he winks -

Michael: Hey there, Ulrich, right? 

Ulrich: Yeah. *he fans himself* I'm sweaty, sorry, gosh that's the wrong thing to say when we're properly meeting. Sorry - 

Michael: No, aha, all good, I'm boiled in this suit. 

Ulrich: Wish you could just rip it right off, hey? 

Albon: Oh hello over there, if I remember your name was - Quentin? 

Quinton: It's...it's Quinton, close enough. 

Albon: Well, we hadn't met yet - I'm Albon, nice to meet you. 

Quinton: Nice to meet you too, Albon. 

Albon: How are things for you, so far? The villa is quite stunning, isn't it? 

Quinton: It's a beautiful place, with a beautiful view too...of the ocean, I mean...but I'm just taking a little longer to, uh, adjust to the camera crew and the...the nature of this show. 

Albon: Oh, I understand what you mean. All very different. We all need time to settle in, that is for certain. 

Quinton: Yeah. I'm not, uh, usually around this many people in a situation like this, I prefer small groups, or the people that wander into the library...but I'm managing, I swore that I would. 

Albon: It was your decision to come on this show? 

Quinton: Yeah...it was, it definitely was. I was tired of being single. 

Albon: I just thought I would check in, make sure it wasn't some pressure from family or friends. But good to know you want to be here, and you have Michael to get to know. He seems nice, but far too young for me. I was very worried I'd be the old one out, haha. 

Quinton: Hahaha! At least Mateo came along then, that's good. You won't feel too alone, at least. 

Ricky: So, restaurant owner, huh? What's that like? 

Mateo: Some days it gets tiresome, but most days - most days remind you why you're doing what you're doing. You do it for the joy of your customers. 

Ricky: I can feel that, I don't own the salon, but when I see them smiling at the end...it reminds you these people just want killer haircuts! 

Mateo: Considered opening your own? 

Ricky: It's a dream, to be able to style it up the way I want, to charge what I want, to do what I want for the community...but the money, it's not there yet, at all. But if I could win this show, go home with a man on my arm, and the cash - what a dream come true. 

Mateo: It surely would be, my friend, it surely would be. 

Ulrich: Oh hey Derek, come to join us? Michael was just telling me about what he'd do with the money - he'd spoil his family for sure, like you'd do for River. 

Michael: River's his sister, yeah? 

Ulrich: Ding ding ding, they perform together. 

Derek: It's always River and I, the Bensons, yeah. 

Mateo: Ricky was just telling me, if you need a haircut at all while here, let him know - he's a hairdresser in a salon in Bridgeport, have you ever been? 

Albon: To his salon? No - 

Mateo: No no, Bridgeport! 

Albon: Ah - yes, I have been, for business several times. 

Ulrich: Dance with us, Derek! 

Derek: I won't impose, the two of you are having fun - 

Michael: I'll go check on Quinton, so it's fine, you two dance the night away - you're his partner, after all, Derek, don't let me be in the way. 

Ulrich: Chat later then, Mike, yeah? 

Michael: Of course! 

Ulrich: Come dance with me then, Derek! 

Derek: I'd be happy to, cutie. 

Quinton: Enjoying yourself out there? You looked like you were having heaps of fun...I almost came and joined you, aha. 

Michael: You should've! It would've been so fun! 

Quinton: I started chatting with Albon - the guy over there, on the left - and he seems quite nice, helped me settle in a little more. 

Michael: I'm glad. 

~ Sometime later... ~

Fredrick: Yes, Ulrich! Come join us, it's so nice in here! 

Ricky: It's incredibly warm, I like it. 

Ulrich: You two do seem pretty cosy in here, I tried to ask Derek but he's popped off to the toilet, I don't think he wants to anyway. 

Fredrick: Watch out behind you. 

Ulrich: Mikey! Hop in! 

Michael: Ah why not, hey! There's still plenty of room for me? 

Ricky: Yeah dude! Freddy, Ulrich and I aren't having a threesome, don't worry? Unless we make it a foursome - just kidding, just kidding. 

Ulrich: What a way to kick off the first night that'd be! Haha. 

Fredrick: I'd be down. 

Ricky: Really? That's hot. 

Fredrick: Oh yeah. Though in front of the cameras - perhaps not. It might scare away our guests - that's you two, Ulrich and Mike.

I'm messing, of course. 

Derek: How are you gents going? Anyone want anything else to drink? I just peed, so I'm ready to go for another one or two - haha. 

Albon: Partying hard, I see. 

Derek: If I make myself something, and take something over to Ul, does anyone want anything? 

Albon: I'm perfectly fine, thanks. 

Mateo: They look like they're having fun over there in the hot tub - you two don't want to go join your partners? 

Derek: I'm not feeling like it, to be honest. But I trust Ul, he's not gonna be stupid and fuck them all tonight. 

Albon: Well that is indeed a good thought to have. 

Quinton: I feel the same, yeah. I don't feel like going in the hot tub tonight - maybe a swim tomorrow, if the weather is nice again, but...I am okay just sitting here, talking to the three of you. 

Mateo: Yeah, let's keep the chats going! Are you making that drink, Derek? 

Derek: Nah, I don't need it! I'll be good, let's keep the party going anyway! 

Ricky: We gotta make use of the silence somehow, come on! Truth or dare, we're kids in primary school again, it'll be fun! 

Michael: I don't know...

Ulrich: It could be fun, as long as none of the dares are...I don't know, incredibly disgusting. 

Ricky: Do I look incredibly disgusting? Ahaha. 

Ricky: We can keep it PG if you're scared, little boy - 

Michael: Me? Scared? Ha. 

Ricky: Then take a truth or a dare, 'fraidy cat. 

Ulrich: Oh he's first, good, good. 

Michael: Okay! Fine! Uh...give me a truth, then. 

Ricky: Really worried I'll ask for a kiss, hey? 

Michael: Ahaha. 

Ricky: Okay. Your truth: first opinion of your partner? 

Michael: Quinton...his hair is very white. It was startling, but he's cute. That's what I thought, I'm honest. 

Michael: Ulrich! Truth or dare! 

Ulrich: Haha, I could tell it was coming for me, I don't know - give me a truth, but not the same question, we'll be bored out of minds with just first impressions all night! 

Michael: Haha, yeah, keeping the same question can get like that. Hmm...

What's your favourite colour? 

Fredrick: Bwahaha, Michael! That's a terrible question! 

Michael: What, I wanted to know! And sometimes, without the force of having to definitely tell the truth, people just settle for a generic one, like red. 

Fredrick: Fine, fine, let him ask his colour question. 

Ulrich: It's jade green, by the way. 

Michael: See, Fredrick, he had a good answer - 

Ulrich: Of course I did. 

Fredrick: Okay, okay...Ulrich, throw it to someone else! 

Ulrich: Ricky...truth or dare!! 

Ricky: Y'all lame asses I'm bored with, hit me with a dare!
Michael: Woo! Give him something good, Ul! 

Ulrich: Yeah, I'm thinking...okay: kiss one of us sitting here in the hot tub, anyone...will you stray from your partner? 

Ricky: Uh no I won't, wanted to kiss him since I picked him. 

Fredrick: Hear that, boys - 

Ulrich: Yup. Come on - kiss! Kiss! 

Ricky: See, we're back in primary school, I damn knew it - 

Michael: Just kiss already. 

Ulrich: KISS! KISS! 

Michael: They're not gonna do it, just wait - 

Ulrich: They seem pretty committed to it to me. 

Michael: Okay, here we go - finally! 

Michael: What a tease. 

Ulrich: I did only tell them to kiss, not to bury their tongues in each other's throats...god, save that for the bedroom!

Michael: Yeah. I was just overacting. They'd do it if anyone else kissed like that. 

Ulrich: Yup! True that. 

Fredrick: Wasn't the worst, hey? 

Ricky: It was not. Kinda hot. 

Anyway - you two! I want to dare one of you, or both of you - 

Ulrich: Fine, throw something at me! 

Ricky: You kiss someone then, Ulrich. Come on! 

Michael: Are you gonna do it? Gonna man up and kiss someone? 

Ulrich: Come on, calm down, put your boners away - I'll kiss someone. 

Fredrick: Who will it be? Do I need to scoot over? 

Ulrich: No, no...I want to kiss Mikey. 

Michael: Well, aren't we forward? 

Ulrich: It's a game, calm down - 

Michael: Oh sure, sure...just a game....

Ricky: Kinky. 

Fredrick: Tell me when it ends and I can open my eyes - 

Ricky: But you're missing out, this is hot - 

Fredrick: You're kidding, they're still kissing? 

Fredrick: They're still kissing...woah. 

Ricky: Told you. We should, maybe, I don't know - leave? 

Fredrick: Yeah, maybe...give them their space in here. 

Ricky: Okay, guys, we'll let you have the hot tub - 

Michael: Don't move your asses from those spots, we're finished here. Who's up next, huh? 

Ricky: I dare you two to keep going with that. 

Ulrich: Alright, calm down, Ricky. Go watch some porn. 

Ricky: Why? It's right in front of me! 

Ricky: Okay, fine, let's get back to things. Fredrick needs to have a truth or dare, I reckon, why's he got nothing? 

Fredrick: What do you mean? I got a kiss - 

Ricky: Yeah, a kiss I initiated. Hehe. 

Fredrick: Okay, give me a truth or dare then. 

Derek: What's the time, does anyone know? 

Quinton: I'm not sure...

Derek: None of us are wearing watches tonight, hey? 

Mateo: Nope, not me brother. 

Albon: I'm probably ready for bed soon, really, getting tired and it's probably pretty late. 

Mateo: I'll join you whenever you're ready, I don't need to stay up till the sun rises...well, not anymore. 

Albon: Ah yeah, maybe we'll head inside then? 

Mateo: Okay, yeah. Goodnight guys. 

Mateo: Goodnight, Albon...and he's out like a light already. 

Hope these lights turn off. 

They should. 

Goodnight, Gay Love Island camera crew. 

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Day Two

Derek

"Ulrich told me last night that he kissed Michael, and that it was just for a dare, and that they're not running away with each other, and I believe him - I'm glad he told me straight up, he didn't hide it for a few days, or a week, or more. It's good, that we can talk to each other about stuff like this already. 

Am I worried there's more to the story? I don't think so. Ulrich can explore if he wants, but I think our connection is real already. I think we're good." 

Ulrich: Hey! Michael, stop hogging the floating thingo! 

You know we all wanted it this morning! 

Michael: You're just slow then. 

Quinton: Some of us are slow swimmers...

Michael: I'll share, I swear. It's just super relaxing...

Derek: You'd think they'd give us more than one, with eight people in the house...

Michael: I know right! 

Derek: I mean...I could just flip you off and steal it from you, mwahaha. 

Michael: Come on then, steal it from me! Hahaha. 

Ricky: *humming to himself* 

Mateo: I would've come and make breakfast, you know - 

Ricky: My treat! I'm feeling alive after the party last night, real enjoyable vibes from everyone here, so I'll whip up some waffles as a treat. 

Mateo: Awfully kind of you, Ricky, reminds me of some of the staff at the restaurant - we're always making sure everyone is in the vibe, like you mentioned. 

Quinton: I'm starving...

Ricky: Jesus! Almost didn't notice Quinton was here, hey dude. 

Quinton: That's me...always quiet and stealthy. 

Ricky: Do you like waffles, Quinton? I've always been a fan, ever since I was little. Mum used to make them, yumm. 

Quinton: They are yum, yeah, I like blueberries with mine. 

Ricky: Blueberries and pancakes are the best! We've got to make pancakes another day, maybe tomorrow, I'm glad they've stocked the fridge with everything we need. 

Mateo: Our own little restaurant out here then! 

Quinton: Maybe I'll help out in the kitchen sometimes, then, I used to love to with my dad, he's the chef in our family. We'd make all sorts of things...he did most of the work, though, really. 

Mateo: He sounds like my kind of guy, a chef! Haha, too bad he's - I'm assuming he's straight? 

Quinton: Oh, yes, he very much is. 

Fredrick: So...that kiss last night...are you going to pursue him? 

Michael: That was a silly dare - 

Fredrick: But he picked you. He didn't have to, Michael - 

Michael: Stop trying to stir things up, ahaha, you're loving it! 

Ulrich: Derek? 

Derek? 

Damn. He can hold his breath. Kudos to him. 

Ricky: And in they go, ready to be cooked! 

Quinton: Yum yum. 

Ricky: Is that what you say in the bedroom, hotstuff? 

Quinton: Uhhh...

Ricky: Sorry, dude, I shouldn't have gone there. 

Quinton: It's okay, you like to joke around...I get it. 

Ricky: My jokes can go too far though, hey? 

Mateo: Bit too far, dude, especially with someone you barely met. 

Quinton: I promise you...I am okay with it. 

Albon: I feel much better after that swim, really cools you off - ooh, what are we making out here in the kitchen, maybe some toasties or pancakes or muffins? 

Mateo: Ricky's whipped up some waffles, they look tasty. 

Albon: Hope there's enough for everyone.

Ricky: Perfect amount, actually. 

Albon: Oh yeah, good, good. I'm sure it'll be a delicious breakfast. 

Do you think anyone's out there enjoying the water still? 

Mateo: Not sure, a couple haven't wandered back this way - maybe some are relaxing by the waterside? 

Quinton: Michael probably is. 

Albon: Oh, I did see him jump out. 

Ulrich: I'll need to slather more sunscreen on soon, I'll burn right up. 

Derek: At least we have some shade from the umbrella. 

Ulrich: That's true. I wonder what'll happen today. Maybe a challenge? 

Derek: I think there will be. Or someone will come in...imagine that. 

Izzy: Sorry babes, but that's the episode for tonight! I know, what a bummer, we could've sat around all day watching those adorable, loveable, charming, sexy gays flaunting their stuff and falling in love, but next time - I promise! With one episode down, and our first eight revealed, it truly will be the event not to miss, and the fun has only just begun! 

Izzy: Next time, more will unfold as the guys get to know each other better, a  challenge unfolds that reveals more and more about the Islanders, and...what's this...someone new will be moving into the villa? Already? 
That's right. A new Islander will arrive. 
Who is he? 

Izzy: Find out next time, when we return for Gay Love Island, hosted by yours truly, the scintillating Izzy. Have a fantastic rest of the evening, and remember: diamonds are a gay's best friend. Just kidding, that's not what I'm ending things on, gosh. Just remember: there's someone out there for everyone. 
And one day, I'll find my prince. 

See ya!