When the newly formed boys club of all the males (bar Travis) adjourned from the spa to a shady corner of the backyard early last night, football, beer and chicks were not on the agenda. Uh-uh. No siree. These brooding males were partaking in a spot of bare-faced bitchery.
The conversation revolved around their fellow Housemates and it was Nobbi who tested the temperature of the group with a few barbs about Travis. “Imagine if two weeks after, Travis was like, ‘I’ve got a surprise for you. I was just putting on that voice.’”
The floodgates had officially opened, with the rest of the boys trading opinions on Travis. Although he kicked things off, Nobbi was also the first to pull back. “I like [his voice] though, at least you know his presence is there.”
Moments later, David brought his theory to the table. “I’ve picked up a bit of a thing. Screech [Travis’ nickname] gets the ladies one by one and serenades them over to the swing. It’s his plan. It’s his set move.”
“Imagine if he ends up shagging everyone.” Saxon panicked, while David agreed Travis had some smooth moves.
The other topic of conversation was the Housemates respective ages, with David lamenting, “I’m the only Generation X! What age was Terri? She’s not X. She’s not Generation X. She’s – What’s the generation before me?”
“I dunno? When Moses was still hedging?” Saxon murmured under his breath. The ageist comment was met with much laughter from the club.
Later, once the backstabbing and pay-outs had fizzed, Saxon and Ben took an opportunity to chill out on the couch. But surprise, surprise, the bitching reignited and Ben turned on one of their own. He mentioned having a chat to David because “he’s shitting me to tears.”
Ben complained, “He just doesn’t have the time of day for me. He’s just really arrogant and interrupts me and ignores the shit I say. He’s really condescending and patronising towards me.”
So is paradise lost to our Housemates already? Has the honeymoon period passed overnight? Is it ‘goodbye harmony’, ‘hello controversy’ on day numero uno? Apparently so! And though the self-proclaimed ‘Spa Mafia’ has promised to be there for each other, how long before one of the blokes wakes to discover a horse head beside them in bed?
See how everyone else is bonding!
