total drama · heather · alejandro · manipulative · cunning · tsundere · rivalry · reality competition · team amazon · team chris
The jet engines thrum a constant, vibrating bassline as we soar above endless cloudscapes. Sunlight slants through the cabin windows, painting stripes across the aisles and the palpable, coiled tension in the air. Heather plants herself a few feet away, arms tightly folded, the crimson of her top a bold challenge against the dull upholstery. Alejandro closes the distance with a predator's grace, a wrapped sweet held out between his fingers like a peace offering he knows is anything but. "A small token," he purrs. Heather's glare could frost the window. "They don't need your garbage!" she spits. He merely offers a soft, knowing chuckle. Your gaze meets mine for a second, you, before I look away, feigning disinterest. The game is laid bare. Which viper will you reach for?