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Amari & Deshawn Seg #1; Before Holidays
Topic Started: Jan 12 2016, 01:44 AM (67 Views)
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The cameras transition over to Deshawn Jackson in the kitchen. He’s wearing a white t-shirt with blue baggy shorts. Despite the huge fridge that’s in front of him, he still towers over it even while crouching down. The viewers at home catch a glimpse of his black boxers due to his position before the camera gets into a zoomed in side view, all that could be seen is his shoulders as his head is inside the fridge searching for food. It only takes a few seconds until he groans out loud with disappointment. The sound of defeat filling up the entire kitchen. His body straightens itself as he stands tall, shutting the door and slowly turning around.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “You aren’t going to believe this but these freaking parasites ate all the *BEEP*ing food. That’s not even a fridge no more, it’s just an empty box.”

He says, referring to the housemates invading the fridge. The camera pans over to whom he is speaking with as Amarissa Morretti is shown seated in front of a nearby table.

Amarissa Morretti
 
Amari sits in the confessional room, a smile on her face before she speaks.

"Now, we all do our fair share of eating here in the house. We have to. It’s part of working out and being healthy. Deshawn just loves food too and gets upset when there isn’t any for him."

She says with a chuckle.

She chuckles softly, sitting there in a light gray tank top and black yoga pants. She had her hair pulled up into a loose bun on the top of her head.

Deshawn Jackson
 
Deshawn is now shown in the confessional room. He looks annoyed as he shakes his head.

“I can already tell we’re going to be starving out here. The fridge was packed man, packed. You could barely even close the thing. Now it’s like it got cleaned out. Do y’all see the size of me? A brother has to eat. They could’ve at least spared me a drumstick.”

He rolls his eyes.

“Did these guys come here to eat or train?”


DESHAWN JACKSON:
“It was probably that weird ass korean girl. She’s skinnier than my pinky but before we got here I saw her devour three hot dogs. Three damn hot dogs, Amari. She didn’t even take a bite, just gulped them down her throat.”

Deshawn turns his head and glares off into the distance as if wanting to track Ling Ling down. Amari just shrugs her shoulders some.

AMARISSA MORRETTI:
“She probably has a high metabolism. Hits a gym a lot. I mean a lot of us here can eat. That’s one of my favorite things to do.”

She admits with a chuckle.


AMARISSA MORRETTI: “Now there has to be something in the cupboards. Something that can be cooked, right?”

She slips off the stool she was sitting on and moves over to the cupboards, looking through them, humming softly to herself. He leans against the kitchen counter as he eyes her up and down. The cameras zoom into his funny facial expressions as he checks her out without her realizing it. He bites down on his lower lip and clearly likes what he sees. He then looks up as her hands explore the seemingly empty cupboards. He walks over to the table and shakes his head.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “.....Doubt it”

He mutters, slouching down on one of the chairs as he holds his right hand against his stomach. She lets out a soft sigh seeing the cupboards are empty.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “I know I didn’t get all excited to stuff my face with some food only for it to be out of a bag or a can… Nah Amari, screw all that.”

He throws his hand out into the air as his stomach makes a loud, deep growl that even the cameras audio are able to pick up. She then smiles looking over at him as she could hear his stomach, she walks over and sits down in a chair beside him, leaning in close to him.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “You okay there Deshawn? Sounds like your stomach is complaining about being empty.”

She says with a chuckle, looking up at him. The camera doesn’t see the eye contact they make as she talks to him, chewing on her bottom lip.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “We need to make a list so they can go get more food.”

He frowns and shakes his head at that idea. His eyes move down to her hand that rests on the table before he reaches out and grabs it.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “Nah I have a better idea, why don’t you just get rid of that chair you sitting on and come sit on my lap so we can get some actual planning done, I got a few ideas.”

The second camera behind Amari captures Deshawn’s face as he raises his eyebrows up and down twice in an enticing manner. A big grin now covering his face. The first camera now zooms into Amari, who smiles wide at him and moves on over to his lap. She gets nice and comfy there. He seemed surprise she actually did it but his smile matched hers.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “Now tell me about these ideas you have.”

She says in a very curious tone, resting her elbows on the table. He wraps his arm around her sides, holding her close as he cleared his throat.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “Well let’s see, we got a variety of options to choose from for you Ms. Italian Goddess, mmm MMM mmm!”

He says aloud, making Amari sound delicious.


Deshawn Jackson
 
Deshawn stares off into the cameras with a blank expression.

“Now let me just apologize for any corny behavior and or remarks right now. I can’t help it, I can’t.”

He shrugs his shoulders.

“Got a beautiful girl like Amari in front of me and I start to think with my second head…”

He grins at the cameras before winking.


DESHAWN JACKSON: “We can order up a pizza or something, just stuff that bread up with all the toppings they got along with boxes of wings and what not…. We can try and sneak on outta this building and risk getting booted off the show...uh..I think there’s a chinese spot open 24 hours not too far from here. Their spring rolls alone might be worth all the trouble…”

There’s a pause as he looks up into the air, thinking of reasons as he realizes there really isn’t a “variety” of options.

DESHAWN JACKSON:
“Or you know what?”

He looks into her eyes as he turns his head.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “Maybe we can just go hunt down that korean broad and make her pay for this. This is a serious matter, Morretti. Look at us, we practically starving to death in here… but *BEEP*, you sure as hell still look as fine as ever even during your last few moments of life.”

She smiles at him, blushing some and then chuckling a little bit.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “We’re not going to bother anyone or sneak out.”

She leans back away from him some and smirks, looking him over and slowly grins. As she moves in closer to him once again.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “I’ll admit you look pretty good yourself for someone who is starving to death. However if you died, it would get boring around here and fast. So I say we order pizza and wings. I’m down for that. My stomach and making all kinds of noises too.”

It was, Deshawn could hear it. However the camera’s audio couldn’t pick it up just yet.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “Oh those noises were your stomach huh? I thought you was just blowing out little farts here and there from being so nervous around me.”

He chuckles and nudges into her ribs playfully. That causes her to squirm some and giggle softly.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “No, i’m not nervous around you.”

She says being truthful with him. She really wasn’t, not even a little bit.


Amarissa Morretti
 
Amari sits in the confessional room, this time she had a serious look on her face.

"Yeah, he’s on the opposing team. But we’re friends. We don’t share secrets or anything. We just hang out and have fun. When we do that I don’t look at him as an enemy. I look at him as a friend. He’s my best friend if you want to be real about it. One of the few I have here. "

She says with all honesty..


She licks her lips some as he frowns his face.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “So pizza? Wings? OmNomNom?”

She asks, all hopeful that is what they were going to do. She was just as hungry as he was, however her hunger wasn’t as growly as his. Just as he opened his mouth to reply, the camera pans over to the other side of the kitchen where Toni Henderson walks in. He scoffs as he sees them sitting there on one with chair with Amari on Deshawn’s lap. Toni then makes his way to the fridge and opens it. Not even a second goes by and Toni pulls out a cheese string.

TONI HENDERSON: “Ohh, last one!”

Both Amari and Deshawn’s mouth drop open, surprised to see him pull anything out of that fridge at all. Toni unseals the snack and takes a bite out of it as he begins to walk away.

DESHAWN JACKSON: “HEY YO WHERE YOU GOING WITH THAT CHEESE STRING!?”

Amari sighs and shakes her head, pulling out her cell phone and offering it to Deshawn.

AMARISSA MORRETTI: “Would you rather have that string cheese that he just took a bite out of? Or would you rather have extra cheese on our pizza?”

She gives him a sly grin, hoping he makes the right decision. Either way, she was getting pizza with or without him. Deshawn looked down at her phone and his smile re-appeared. He grabs her phone and begins to dial.


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[color=white][i]The cameras transition over to Deshawn Jackson in the kitchen. He’s wearing a white t-shirt with blue baggy shorts. Despite the huge fridge that’s in front of him, he still towers over it even while crouching down. The viewers at home catch a glimpse of his black boxers due to his position before the camera gets into a zoomed in side view, all that could be seen is his shoulders as his head is inside the fridge searching for food. It only takes a few seconds until he groans out loud with disappointment. The sound of defeat filling up the entire kitchen. His body straightens itself as he stands tall, shutting the door and slowly turning around. [/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “You aren’t going to believe this but these freaking parasites ate all the *BEEP*ing food. That’s not even a fridge no more, it’s just an empty box.”

[i]He says, referring to the housemates invading the fridge. The camera pans over to whom he is speaking with as Amarissa Morretti is shown seated in front of a nearby table. [/i]

[/color][quote=Amarissa Morretti]Amari sits in the confessional room, a smile on her face before she speaks.

"Now, we all do our fair share of eating here in the house. We have to. It’s part of working out and being healthy. Deshawn just loves food too and gets upset when there isn’t any for him."

She says with a chuckle.[/quote][color=white]
[i]She chuckles softly, sitting there in a light gray tank top and black yoga pants. She had her hair pulled up into a loose bun on the top of her head.[/i][/color]

[quote=Deshawn Jackson]Deshawn is now shown in the confessional room. He looks annoyed as he shakes his head.

“I can already tell we’re going to be starving out here. The fridge was packed man, packed. You could barely even close the thing. Now it’s like it got cleaned out. Do y’all see the size of me? A brother has to eat. They could’ve at least spared me a drumstick.”

He rolls his eyes.

“Did these guys come here to eat or train?”[/quote]
[color=white][color=#ee4a2d][b]
DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “It was probably that weird ass korean girl. She’s skinnier than my pinky but before we got here I saw her devour three hot dogs. Three damn hot dogs, Amari. She didn’t even take a bite, just gulped them down her throat.”

[i]Deshawn turns his head and glares off into the distance as if wanting to track Ling Ling down. Amari just shrugs her shoulders some.[/i]
[color=#090][b]
AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “She probably has a high metabolism. Hits a gym a lot. I mean a lot of us here can eat. That’s one of my favorite things to do.”
[i]
She admits with a chuckle. [/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “Now there has to be something in the cupboards. Something that can be cooked, right?”

[i]She slips off the stool she was sitting on and moves over to the cupboards, looking through them, humming softly to herself. He leans against the kitchen counter as he eyes her up and down. The cameras zoom into his funny facial expressions as he checks her out without her realizing it. He bites down on his lower lip and clearly likes what he sees. He then looks up as her hands explore the seemingly empty cupboards. He walks over to the table and shakes his head.[/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “.....Doubt it”

[i]He mutters, slouching down on one of the chairs as he holds his right hand against his stomach. She lets out a soft sigh seeing the cupboards are empty. [/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “I know I didn’t get all excited to stuff my face with some food only for it to be out of a bag or a can… Nah Amari, screw all that.”

[i]He throws his hand out into the air as his stomach makes a loud, deep growl that even the cameras audio are able to pick up. She then smiles looking over at him as she could hear his stomach, she walks over and sits down in a chair beside him, leaning in close to him.[/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “You okay there Deshawn? Sounds like your stomach is complaining about being empty.”

[i]She says with a chuckle, looking up at him. The camera doesn’t see the eye contact they make as she talks to him, chewing on her bottom lip. [/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “We need to make a list so they can go get more food.”

[i]He frowns and shakes his head at that idea. His eyes move down to her hand that rests on the table before he reaches out and grabs it. [/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “Nah I have a better idea, why don’t you just get rid of that chair you sitting on and come sit on my lap so we can get some actual planning done, I got a few ideas.”

[i]The second camera behind Amari captures Deshawn’s face as he raises his eyebrows up and down twice in an enticing manner. A big grin now covering his face. The first camera now zooms into Amari, who smiles wide at him and moves on over to his lap. She gets nice and comfy there. He seemed surprise she actually did it but his smile matched hers.[/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “Now tell me about these ideas you have.”

[i]She says in a very curious tone, resting her elbows on the table. He wraps his arm around her sides, holding her close as he cleared his throat.[/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “Well let’s see, we got a variety of options to choose from for you Ms. Italian Goddess, mmm MMM mmm!”

[i]He says aloud, making Amari sound delicious. [/i][/color]

[quote=Deshawn Jackson] Deshawn stares off into the cameras with a blank expression.

“Now let me just apologize for any corny behavior and or remarks right now. I can’t help it, I can’t.”

He shrugs his shoulders.

“Got a beautiful girl like Amari in front of me and I start to think with my second head…”

He grins at the cameras before winking.[/quote][color=white]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “We can order up a pizza or something, just stuff that bread up with all the toppings they got along with boxes of wings and what not…. We can try and sneak on outta this building and risk getting booted off the show...uh..I think there’s a chinese spot open 24 hours not too far from here. Their spring rolls alone might be worth all the trouble…”

[i]There’s a pause as he looks up into the air, thinking of reasons as he realizes there really isn’t a “variety” of options.[/i]
[color=#ee4a2d][b]
DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “Or you know what?”

[i]He looks into her eyes as he turns his head.[/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “Maybe we can just go hunt down that korean broad and make her pay for this. This is a serious matter, Morretti. Look at us, we practically starving to death in here… but *BEEP*, you sure as hell still look as fine as ever even during your last few moments of life.”

[i]She smiles at him, blushing some and then chuckling a little bit.[/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “We’re not going to bother anyone or sneak out.”

[i]She leans back away from him some and smirks, looking him over and slowly grins. As she moves in closer to him once again.[/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “I’ll admit you look pretty good yourself for someone who is starving to death. However if you died, it would get boring around here and fast. So I say we order pizza and wings. I’m down for that. My stomach and making all kinds of noises too.”

[i]It was, Deshawn could hear it. However the camera’s audio couldn’t pick it up just yet. [/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “Oh those noises were your stomach huh? I thought you was just blowing out little farts here and there from being so nervous around me.”

[i]He chuckles and nudges into her ribs playfully. That causes her to squirm some and giggle softly.
[/i]
[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “No, i’m not nervous around you.”
[i]
She says being truthful with him. She really wasn’t, not even a little bit.[/i][/color]

[quote=Amarissa Morretti]Amari sits in the confessional room, this time she had a serious look on her face.

"Yeah, he’s on the opposing team. But we’re friends. We don’t share secrets or anything. We just hang out and have fun. When we do that I don’t look at him as an enemy. I look at him as a friend. He’s my best friend if you want to be real about it. One of the few I have here. "

She says with all honesty..[/quote][color=white]

[i]She licks her lips some as he frowns his face.[/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “So pizza? Wings? OmNomNom?”

[i]She asks, all hopeful that is what they were going to do. She was just as hungry as he was, however her hunger wasn’t as growly as his. Just as he opened his mouth to reply, the camera pans over to the other side of the kitchen where Toni Henderson walks in. He scoffs as he sees them sitting there on one with chair with Amari on Deshawn’s lap. Toni then makes his way to the fridge and opens it. Not even a second goes by and Toni pulls out a cheese string. [/i]

[color=#090][b]TONI HENDERSON:[/b][/color] “Ohh, last one!”

[i]Both Amari and Deshawn’s mouth drop open, surprised to see him pull anything out of that fridge at all. Toni unseals the snack and takes a bite out of it as he begins to walk away.[/i]

[color=#ee4a2d][b]DESHAWN JACKSON:[/b][/color] “HEY YO WHERE YOU GOING WITH THAT CHEESE STRING!?”

[i]Amari sighs and shakes her head, pulling out her cell phone and offering it to Deshawn.[/i]

[color=#090][b]AMARISSA MORRETTI:[/b][/color] “Would you rather have that string cheese that he just took a bite out of? Or would you rather have extra cheese on our pizza?”

[i]She gives him a sly grin, hoping he makes the right decision. Either way, she was getting pizza with or without him. Deshawn looked down at her phone and his smile re-appeared. He grabs her phone and begins to dial. [/i][/color]
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