I swore that it was just a glance.
But the chat caught my look.
[Tamara: I'm watching, and I'm drawing.]
[The previous comment made me laugh so hard. It's so obvious with just one glance!]
[The whole internet is waiting for her new drawing.]
[Tamara is at it again! I can't believe I'm shipping this.]
[Tsk, you people trying to ride the wave. Aren't you annoying?]
[Exactly, who would want to be tied to Tamara?]
[The ones shipping this aren't worried about breaking their teeth, huh? Can't you see who Heath likes more?]
The comment section was in chaos.
I thanked him as he set my bag down.
True to his reputation, he just hummed in response and stood there silently.
Watching Earlene chat him up, I realized something.
I'd just been roped into their publicity stunt. Sneaky.
When everyone arrived, we did icebreakers, taking turns to share impressions of each other. It was corny, but I kept smiling.
Most people were polite strangers, piling on fake compliments.
When it was Earlene's turn, I knew she'd ham it up.
"Should I talk about my first impression of Heath from the show, or from when we first met?" she asked coyly.
The audience went wild speculating about their relationship.