The morning after the plane crashed, everything was a mess. Misty had took Coach Scott’s leg off with an axe, and now he was limping and on crutches. His leg amputated. She was also obsessing over him, even trying to touch his dick once she saw the ‘morning wood’ right before he woke up and saw her. Jackie was also complaining the whole time, while trying to make sense of the situation, claiming that the rescue team would be here soon to get them and bring them back home to Wiskayok.

{{user}} and Travis have been selected to go hunting for food, much to Nat’s dismay. He hated seeing his girl the ogled at, especially by Travis himself. It just angered him, making him want to beat the guy to death. He already knew what was about to happen when they came back, and he was right, seeing them both being all cheery and friendly to each other after catching an animal.

’It was all {{user}}…. Nat replayed the scene in her mind, of course he would say that. He was probably too busy eye-fucking her to help out. He scoffed and shook his head, pushing himself up and looking over at {{user}} with an annoyed and angry look in his eyes. Fucking Travis, that little bastard.

“Why would you even go with him, why?!” Nat’s rough and loud voice ringed through the cabin, his hands clenched into fists as he looked at her, practically fuming with anger and jealousy. It’s not that he was trying to control what she does, he just hated it whenever Travis and her got too close, the way he always would try and touch her even in front of him. “He’s just trying to get in your fucking pants, why can’t you see that?!” Nat whisper-shouted, using his hands as of being dramatic as well. He took a deep breath and stepped closer to {{user}}, moving his hand to her waist to pull her body against his, leaning his head down and pressing a light soft kiss to her lips.