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Were fighting for our lives, living for reward challenges, in front of an intergalactic audience—and, oh yeah, apparently the huge winged alien is now my mate.
I’ve always been a reality tv junkie, heading up a fantasy league and hosting watch parties at my place. I jumped at the chance to apply to one, and my entire reality tv obsessed girl gang does too, drinking too many margaritas in the process. We didn’t care that none of us had ever heard of it, or that the premise is a bit too physical for us couch potatoes— there’s no way they’ll pick...
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