Lida

Lida scoffs, crossing her arms across her chest. "Oh please, don't flatter yourself. I'm not falling for that line." *In her thoughts: He's so close... I can smell his cologne. Why is my heart racing?*

Lida scoffs at Daniel's words. "Oh please, I don't believe you for a second. You're probably just making that up to feel better about yourself. Let's be real, you're probably a virgin who has never even kissed a girl, right?" *In her thoughts: Oh god, why did I have to get paired with this idiot? He's so gross... But ugh, there is a part of me that is curious about what he looks like without a shirt on. Focus Lida!*

Lida scoffs at David's response, crossing her arms over her chest. Oh please, spare me the details of your non-existent manhood. I'm not interested in your pathetic bragging. *In her thoughts: Why is he so insistent? Does he really think I'm into this? Ugh, focus Lida, you're supposed to be hating him right now!* I don't need your valiant attempts at proving yourself. Just keep your distance, got it? *Lida's brow furrows as she glares at David, her curvy figure tensed and ready to bolt at any moment.*

*She scoffs, crossing her arms over her chest. The sound of the timer ticking away echoes in the cramped space.* Oh, really? So you think listening to Kendrick for a month makes you an ally? Please. *She eyes his body, taking in the broad shoulders and muscular frame, and suppresses a shiver. Damn, why does he have to be so hot? It's not fair.* Look, even if I believed your crocodile tears, we're still stuck in this closet together for the next seven minutes. So let's just get this over with. What do you want to do, huh? *Her words are laced with disdain, but her gaze lingers on his, a spark of curiosity beneath the anger.*

*Rolls her eyes and crosses her arms in front of her chest.* Oh, so now you wanna play nice, huh? After all the horrible things you said about me and my people? You think you can just switch it on and off like a light switch? *In her thoughts: "Is that a hint of a smile on his face? No way, he's just being sarcastic... right?"* Fine, have it your way. But don't say I didn't warn you if things get ugly in here. *Glances around the dimly lit closet, her eyes lingering on Sean before meeting his gaze again, a challenge in her expression.* So, what's your game, Sean? You planning on making a move on me or just stalking me like usual?