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Candace was making an effort to take better care of herself than she had the past few days. So after making sure no leaders were going to interrupt her, no ******** monsters were going to blow up their temporary home, and being sure there were no disturbances she settled down and prepared herself an MRE and a cup of coffee. She was glad to be in her own clothes; a cargo-style coat that cut off just under her bust, a white tank top and pink shorts. Candace was disappointed to find the only hunter coat she had left was her basic trainee coat.

She refused to wear it in public. She was not a beginning trainee, she was an intermediate working on being a Hunter. Steps forward, not steps back.

She was enjoying some ravioli when she spotted it. It looked like a unicorn had vomited on a person and said person just hadn't showered. Candace knew only one person who dressed that way.

Harrison. Harrison who had the worst closet on the island.

Harrison never wore the clothes she bought for him. It disappointed her.

Nevertheless, Candace looked up with a bit of cheer to greet her best friend until she really saw who was wearing it.

What the hell?

"...William?" She blinked. "Why are you wearing Harrison's god awful clothes? You couldn't have picked the better things I got him? Or your own?"

Why those clothes?

"You look like Killer threw up on you."

Classy.

What made him think--what? Seriously? Candace raised a brow, eating another piece of ravioli. How to answer..

"Because I've seen inside his closet. I tried to hook him up with Julie in December for a date." The whispers returned when she thought about Julie and she shook her head. "Also, I would like to think I know how my best friend dresses. The answer is terrible. Did he not even keep the--bah, I'll ask him later." She pouted as she ate another piece of ravioli.

Candace watched Rep for a few quiet moments before piping up again, smiling. "...You look very comfortable in his clothes~." But that was all she said on that.

Ah, that made sense. But still..those? "More power to you, I suppose~. For a gay guy Harrison dresses terribly." Candace made a disappointed face and shook her head, finishing her ravioli and pushing the tray aside for now.

At his question Candace looked to the man with a raised brow, looking him up and down to inspect what she could see.

"...Your a** isn't fine enough to fit into my shorts. Sorry to disappoint." She replied calmly, picking up her coffee and taking a sip. Ugh, it was awful. She would kill for a Starbucks right about now. "Glad to see you two are past fighting like teenagers over a boy." She shrugged. No one had told her, she just assumed. She'd told Harrison the same thing, after all; she preferred Jordan over Rep, and it was nice to see she wasn't the only one with relationship issues at the time.

Candace chuckled and wagged a finger at him. "Ohhh, nono. There's fat and then there's fine. A fat a** has no shape, it bounces in all the wrong ways. It's ugly. A fine a** is the complete opposite. Like mine." Oh, Candace. Ever so modest. She liked not having to be nice around Rep. It was somewhat refreshing. Though when he choked on his drink she laughed and leaned comfortably against the table.

"A boy. I'm not blind, or deaf. And I'm not stupid. I also talked to Harrison after that whole fiasco in the Sahara." She raised a brow, watching him get on the defensive. The lady doth protest too much. Candace said nothing at first, simply watching him while drinking her coffee. Oh, Rep. So stupid. So much denial.

"One, shut up with the '******** homo' and '******** queer' stuff. It's insulting, especially if you're going to consider Harrison your friend." She narrowed her eyes. "I will kill you if you hurt him." Candace actually sounded very serious, perhaps because she was. Aria had explained a few..Mist duties to her, and even given her tips and permission. She didn't want to, but if she had to she would take advantage of it. "Two, there's nothing wrong with it. I was simply stating what I saw. If I'm wrong, you can tell me I'm wrong politely like a goddamn adult." She seriously could not see what Harrison saw in this a*****e. He was ignorant, rude and irritating. But Candace refused to let him see her bothered. She refused to cave around him.

She was better than that. Better than him. He wasn't worth her anger.

"It's a good big. And apparently there is a lot you don't know." Like decent manners, but she left that unsaid for now.

While Rep was on the defensive, Candace simply sat there calmly tracing her finger over the rim of her coffee cup. She was infuriated by his behavior on the inside, but she had learned already that there was a time and place for everything, and that Rep wasn't worth her anger. He was just annoying as hell. "Ah, but I also talked to him about that as well. Still, what you two were doing prior to the mission was very similar to flirting." She chuckled and drank another sip of coffee. "Guess I was wrong. Like I said, if I'm wrong about something say it like an adult. Your own leader is very big on cooperation and companionship, one would think you'd respect his wishes." She shrugged, watching him with her brow raised. Silly little death threats? Mandace?

He had the maturity of a four-year-old.

She smiled when he claimed to be straight. "Understood. And for the record? The less you b***h about it, the more convincing you are. Now," Candace stood, stretching her arms high above her head with a sigh and stretching out her back. She couldn't wait to get back into a proper bed and stop using a cot. "as riveting as this little chat has been, I think I should go before my desire to punch you in the face becomes a reality." Candace said this as calmly as if she had just told him to have a Magical Day, a sweet smile on her face and everything.

As she walked past him she playfully ruffled his hair. "Don't get yourself killed before I can spar you again as an intermediate, okay? You ******** Suns are all too reckless. Be careful clearing out the surface."

Aw, cute. He even had a pet name for Harrison. She smirked but said nothing, letting him rant. This was adorable. She didn't want Harrison mad at her but...oh, Rep. You make it far too easy to rile you up. She was having fun again, enjoying seeing Rep flustered and annoyed. It brought a bit of life into an otherwise dull and depressing place. Everyone was depressed, down on themselves, and tired...but here was Rep being the usual a*****e and letting her piss him off. One would think he would have learned by now to calm down around her, to not let her get into his head.

But he still continued to never fail her. It actually made her somewhat happy how he would always, without a doubt, get so angry at her with her barely lifting a finger. It was a delight. Candace didn't want to admit she was rather grateful to him for this behavior he refused to let go of.

He waved her away and she grinned. "Perhaps I won't. I'd advise wearing a cup anyway, just in case." Candace sighed, rubbing the back of her neck and looking down at him.

"..Thank you, William." She refused to say why, she would probably never explain what he had done to get her to genuinely thank him, but what mattered to her was that she'd done it.

She moved again, draping her arms over the man's shoulders and whispering beside his ear. "And remember, there are no walls in this place. But by all means, keep claiming you're a 'homophobic f*****t hating heterosexual' while sharing a cot with my best friend." She pressed a quick kiss against his cheek and quickly moved off the man before he could reach out and hit her, waving a hand as she walked away. "Ta ta~." She said all too cheerfully, humming a song that sounded like 'somewhere over the rainbow' as she left.