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HOTLANTA'S CONFESSIONAL
"I'm so excited to be in Mexico and out of the house! I've never been outside of America before so I'm just really glad that my first real vacation is with my man!
... and Milkshake."
NAS' CONFESSIONAL
"Check this here! I brought Hotlanta and Milkshake to Mexico so I can get some really special one on one time with them before I make my final decision. But before we get into all the seriousness, we gonna have some fun babyyyy!"
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Hotlanta was linked on to Nas' right arm while Milkshake was on his left as they were greeted by the chauffeur. "Hola, Seรฑor Jones. Hola, Seรฑoritas. Welcome to Mexico. My name is Juan and I will be your personal driver during your stay."
"Thank you, amigo." Nas responded politely in a terrible accent.
Before getting into the limo, Nas had an announcement for the girls.
"Aight so here's what we gon' do. Hotlanta, we got a date this evening. When you get to the hotel, ima need to get ready A.S.A.P for that. And Milkshake, ima see you tomorrow for our date."
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MILKSHAKE'S CONFESSIONAL
"Um.. did he just choose to go on a date with her first instead of me? Come on now, Nas. Don't play with me."
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Once they arrived at the hotel, the girls were displeased to learn that they would be sharing a room.
Nas had gone to his suite while Hotlanta got herself together, completely ignoring Milkshake's presence who was currently sitting on the couch crying her eyes out about not being picked first to go on a date.
"I can't believe he did that to me." Milkshake sniffled, talking to herself as she stared out the window. "He's gonna go on a date with her ugly ass before me? The fuck is wrong with him?"
She got up, wiping her tears and began pacing back and forth. "She thinks gonna get him." Milkshake dry chuckled. "Ain't no way she's gonna get my man. I'm leaving Mexico with him and that's that."
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HOTLANTA'S CONFESSIONAL
"So... I'm in the bathroom getting ready for my date, and all I hear is Milkshake's fucking delusional, dramatic ass crying and having conversations with herself because Nas chose to take me out first. Then all of a sudden, she gets in my space and all hell breaks loose."
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"You're not gonna win this." Milkshake entered the bathroom, taunting her opponent.
Hotlanta kissed her teeth. "Girl, get the fuck out before I do some shit you don't want me to do." She nonchalantly replied as she continued to do her makeup.
"What you gonna do, HoTlAnTa?! I'm not scared of you! Please do something so Nas can send you back to Atlanta and get you the fuck out the way. Please!"
Hotlanta just laughed. "You need help you know that?"
"Bitch, fuck you. I'm fabulous!" Milkshake cockily fluffed out her big curly hair.
"You got one more time to call me a bitch, Milkshake."
The crazy woman chuckled hysterically. "Or else what, bitch?!"
Hotlanta slammed her lipstick down and turned to Milkshake, pointing directly in her face. "I swear on everything I love, when this shit is over ima fuck you up way worse than Blanco did. Yo' ass gon' be seeing stars for the rest of yo' life!"
The two woman began screaming and insulting each other until Big Rick heard the commotion from down the hall and knocked on the door for production to let him in.
"Ladies, relax! Relax!" He interfered, pulling Milkshake out of the bathroom.
Hotlanta was still cussing her out when Big Rick stepped in and demanded that she continue to get ready for her date.
About 15 minutes later, Hotlanta was escorted with Big Rick to meet Nas outside of the hotel. Nas had planned a romantic day on the beach. When they arrived, there was an area set up where they were going to get massages and have dinner afterwards.
The masseuses weren't there yet so they decided to take this time to relax in the little bed fort.
"This is so beautiful, Nas." Hotlanta complimented the scenery as she cuddled with him.
"You know I had to go all out for you." Nas placed a kiss on her forehead. "I really like you and I enjoy your company. That's why you made it to the final two. You have a big heart but I also love how tough you are. You're everything I always wanted in a girl."
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NAS' CONFESSIONAL
"Man, lemme tell y'all. Hotlanta really got ya boy sprung. I'm feelin' her a whole lot. But then there's Milkshake, who I also like a whole lot. This decision is gettin' harder and harder."
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"I have a question for you." Hotlanta said. "Let's say you choose me.. All of this wouldn't have been for TV, right? You actually chose me to be with me forreal?"
"Of course this shit ain't just for TV. I would never do that to you or anyone else. I can't predict what happens after all this, if we last or don't last. But I pray we do last if I'm leaving here with you."
Hotlanta smiled at Nas' words. "Me too." She said and the two shared a passionate kiss.
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HOTLANTA'S CONFESSIONAL
"Listen, I do not want Nas to go anywhere with that nut case tomorrow. He just needs to stay with me all the way up until eliminations, and send her on her way home."
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Their date continued, with the masseuses finally arriving. They both received relaxing massages and had a full course dinner. It was soon time to call it a night and they were both headed back to their rooms.
The next day, Milkshake was up bright and early enjoying her breakfast while Hotlanta was still asleep.
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MILKSHAKE'S CONFESSIONAL
"Today is finally my day with my man! I was glad to see that Hotlanta didn't spend the night with Nas. That's a special connection that only me and him share. Hotlanta and all of those other raggedy bitches that were in the house could never touch what we have."
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There was a knock on the door and Milkshake happily answered it. "Good morning, Big Rick!"
"Good morning, love. You have a message from Nas." He handed her an envelope.
She thanked him before shutting the door and opened up the note. It read that her and Nas would be spending the day on a yacht, followed up by a romantic dinner.
Milkshake hurriedly rushed to get ready. An hour later, she met Nas outside and the two were off on their date.
Arriving on the yacht, Milkshake was ecstatic to see rose pedals everywhere and champagne set up for them along with some appetizers.
The pair got comfortable as they sipped on their drinks, enjoying the ocean view.
"I'm so happy to be here with you." Milkshake spoke softly.
"I'm happy to be here with you too, baby. You know I got mad love for you." Nas responded.
"I can't wait to do things like this everyday. We're gonna have so much fun together, Nas! I'm gonna plan out our lives and make sure everything we got going on is perfect. I'm the head bitch in charge, so if things don't go my way, it's gonna be hell on earth."
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NAS' CONFESSIONAL
"Woah, woah, woah! Back the fuck up!"
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"Yo, chill out with that. 'Ion like you talkin' to me like I'm a kid or I'm beneath you." Nas expressed. "You not finna act like you can just control shit in my life, Milkshake. Word."
Milkshake remained quiet, feeling like she may have ruined her chances at winning this thing. "Alright. You're right and I'm sorry." She began to choke on her words as she started crying.
"Hey, look at me. Stop all that crying." Nas comforted her as he tilted her face up to him. "I understand you want what you want for us, but you don't make decisions for me. We make them together. Aight?"
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MILKSHAKE'S CONFESSIONAL
"I might've said a little bit too much that could possibly have me walking out of here by myself. So I'll just say what Nas wants to hear.. for now."
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"I agree. You're absolutely right." Milkshake reassured him.
Nas chuckled and sighed, "what am I gonna do with you?"
Milkshake smirked and kissed his cheek, and then his neck. "There's alot you could do with me."
Nas fell into her trance, engaging in a sloppy kiss with her, taking his mind off of what just happened a few moments ago.
The couple ended off their date at a fancy restaurant. Afterwards, Nas invited Milkshake back to his room and the two got lost in each other's bodies until the sun came up the next morning.
"I'm so excited to be in Mexico and out of the house! I've never been outside of America before so I'm just really glad that my first real vacation is with my man!
... and Milkshake."
NAS' CONFESSIONAL
"Check this here! I brought Hotlanta and Milkshake to Mexico so I can get some really special one on one time with them before I make my final decision. But before we get into all the seriousness, we gonna have some fun babyyyy!"
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Hotlanta was linked on to Nas' right arm while Milkshake was on his left as they were greeted by the chauffeur. "Hola, Seรฑor Jones. Hola, Seรฑoritas. Welcome to Mexico. My name is Juan and I will be your personal driver during your stay."
"Thank you, amigo." Nas responded politely in a terrible accent.
Before getting into the limo, Nas had an announcement for the girls.
"Aight so here's what we gon' do. Hotlanta, we got a date this evening. When you get to the hotel, ima need to get ready A.S.A.P for that. And Milkshake, ima see you tomorrow for our date."
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MILKSHAKE'S CONFESSIONAL
"Um.. did he just choose to go on a date with her first instead of me? Come on now, Nas. Don't play with me."
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Once they arrived at the hotel, the girls were displeased to learn that they would be sharing a room.
Nas had gone to his suite while Hotlanta got herself together, completely ignoring Milkshake's presence who was currently sitting on the couch crying her eyes out about not being picked first to go on a date.
"I can't believe he did that to me." Milkshake sniffled, talking to herself as she stared out the window. "He's gonna go on a date with her ugly ass before me? The fuck is wrong with him?"
She got up, wiping her tears and began pacing back and forth. "She thinks gonna get him." Milkshake dry chuckled. "Ain't no way she's gonna get my man. I'm leaving Mexico with him and that's that."
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HOTLANTA'S CONFESSIONAL
"So... I'm in the bathroom getting ready for my date, and all I hear is Milkshake's fucking delusional, dramatic ass crying and having conversations with herself because Nas chose to take me out first. Then all of a sudden, she gets in my space and all hell breaks loose."
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"You're not gonna win this." Milkshake entered the bathroom, taunting her opponent.
Hotlanta kissed her teeth. "Girl, get the fuck out before I do some shit you don't want me to do." She nonchalantly replied as she continued to do her makeup.
"What you gonna do, HoTlAnTa?! I'm not scared of you! Please do something so Nas can send you back to Atlanta and get you the fuck out the way. Please!"
Hotlanta just laughed. "You need help you know that?"
"Bitch, fuck you. I'm fabulous!" Milkshake cockily fluffed out her big curly hair.
"You got one more time to call me a bitch, Milkshake."
The crazy woman chuckled hysterically. "Or else what, bitch?!"
Hotlanta slammed her lipstick down and turned to Milkshake, pointing directly in her face. "I swear on everything I love, when this shit is over ima fuck you up way worse than Blanco did. Yo' ass gon' be seeing stars for the rest of yo' life!"
The two woman began screaming and insulting each other until Big Rick heard the commotion from down the hall and knocked on the door for production to let him in.
"Ladies, relax! Relax!" He interfered, pulling Milkshake out of the bathroom.
Hotlanta was still cussing her out when Big Rick stepped in and demanded that she continue to get ready for her date.
About 15 minutes later, Hotlanta was escorted with Big Rick to meet Nas outside of the hotel. Nas had planned a romantic day on the beach. When they arrived, there was an area set up where they were going to get massages and have dinner afterwards.
The masseuses weren't there yet so they decided to take this time to relax in the little bed fort.
"This is so beautiful, Nas." Hotlanta complimented the scenery as she cuddled with him.
"You know I had to go all out for you." Nas placed a kiss on her forehead. "I really like you and I enjoy your company. That's why you made it to the final two. You have a big heart but I also love how tough you are. You're everything I always wanted in a girl."
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NAS' CONFESSIONAL
"Man, lemme tell y'all. Hotlanta really got ya boy sprung. I'm feelin' her a whole lot. But then there's Milkshake, who I also like a whole lot. This decision is gettin' harder and harder."
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"I have a question for you." Hotlanta said. "Let's say you choose me.. All of this wouldn't have been for TV, right? You actually chose me to be with me forreal?"
"Of course this shit ain't just for TV. I would never do that to you or anyone else. I can't predict what happens after all this, if we last or don't last. But I pray we do last if I'm leaving here with you."
Hotlanta smiled at Nas' words. "Me too." She said and the two shared a passionate kiss.
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HOTLANTA'S CONFESSIONAL
"Listen, I do not want Nas to go anywhere with that nut case tomorrow. He just needs to stay with me all the way up until eliminations, and send her on her way home."
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Their date continued, with the masseuses finally arriving. They both received relaxing massages and had a full course dinner. It was soon time to call it a night and they were both headed back to their rooms.
The next day, Milkshake was up bright and early enjoying her breakfast while Hotlanta was still asleep.
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MILKSHAKE'S CONFESSIONAL
"Today is finally my day with my man! I was glad to see that Hotlanta didn't spend the night with Nas. That's a special connection that only me and him share. Hotlanta and all of those other raggedy bitches that were in the house could never touch what we have."
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There was a knock on the door and Milkshake happily answered it. "Good morning, Big Rick!"
"Good morning, love. You have a message from Nas." He handed her an envelope.
She thanked him before shutting the door and opened up the note. It read that her and Nas would be spending the day on a yacht, followed up by a romantic dinner.
Milkshake hurriedly rushed to get ready. An hour later, she met Nas outside and the two were off on their date.
Arriving on the yacht, Milkshake was ecstatic to see rose pedals everywhere and champagne set up for them along with some appetizers.
The pair got comfortable as they sipped on their drinks, enjoying the ocean view.
"I'm so happy to be here with you." Milkshake spoke softly.
"I'm happy to be here with you too, baby. You know I got mad love for you." Nas responded.
"I can't wait to do things like this everyday. We're gonna have so much fun together, Nas! I'm gonna plan out our lives and make sure everything we got going on is perfect. I'm the head bitch in charge, so if things don't go my way, it's gonna be hell on earth."
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NAS' CONFESSIONAL
"Woah, woah, woah! Back the fuck up!"
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"Yo, chill out with that. 'Ion like you talkin' to me like I'm a kid or I'm beneath you." Nas expressed. "You not finna act like you can just control shit in my life, Milkshake. Word."
Milkshake remained quiet, feeling like she may have ruined her chances at winning this thing. "Alright. You're right and I'm sorry." She began to choke on her words as she started crying.
"Hey, look at me. Stop all that crying." Nas comforted her as he tilted her face up to him. "I understand you want what you want for us, but you don't make decisions for me. We make them together. Aight?"
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MILKSHAKE'S CONFESSIONAL
"I might've said a little bit too much that could possibly have me walking out of here by myself. So I'll just say what Nas wants to hear.. for now."
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"I agree. You're absolutely right." Milkshake reassured him.
Nas chuckled and sighed, "what am I gonna do with you?"
Milkshake smirked and kissed his cheek, and then his neck. "There's alot you could do with me."
Nas fell into her trance, engaging in a sloppy kiss with her, taking his mind off of what just happened a few moments ago.
The couple ended off their date at a fancy restaurant. Afterwards, Nas invited Milkshake back to his room and the two got lost in each other's bodies until the sun came up the next morning.
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