The two castaways were starting to be comfortable with each other's presence. However, there were still a lot of fighting- one involving a.. breakfast apple.

"Why did you eat my daily apple?" Ian fumed at Heather.

"Your WHAT?" Heather yelled.

"All of our food inside this bag is rationed, and you need to control your binging or else we're going to run out of food and then we're all going to die!" Ian yelled in return.

"Oh zip it, Mr. Know-It-All," Heather said while yawning. "You're exaggerating. There is the jungle you see?" Heather pointed at the Central Jungle where they collect their resources. "I don't think that place's gonna run out of stuff anytime soon."

"Collecting resources is tedious work! It takes up a lot of our energy and time!" Ian explained. "You need to be smart on how you spend your time or else-"

"Or else WHAT?" Heather irritatingly said. "Let's get a couple of things straight. First, I'm the one who collects the resources around here so that bag will never run out of food. Second, you have no right to comment on my binging. I was hungry, so naturally I'd eat something or else I'm going to die of hunger, which is something I essentially don't plan on doing right before I leave this stupid island. And third-" Heather added. "That was definitely NOT your breakfast apple. It was sitting in this corner of the bag. MY corner, you understand?"

"You've had two already! And since when did that bag had-"

"HELL-O? Do I need to repeat myself again? Do you want me to go over Lesson Number One?" Heather said.

This time, Ian kept his mouth shut. What did I ever do to deserve this? He asked the Gods who were watching over them, if there were any of them. He counted all his fingers and toes, trying to get a grip until he finally calmed down. Fine. Who cares about a breakfast apple anyway? I can always get one myself. He stood up and started to walk towards the Jungle, thinking about spending some time with himself.

Heather noticed the sudden shift in his mood. "Hey! What are you doing? Where are you going?"

Trying my best not to strangle you, Ian almost said out loud. "I'm.. going to collect some food."

"Great! Can I come?" Heather hopped right up.

"NO! No, I mean- No, it's okay I just want some.. alone time." Ian explained.

"Oh okay. Sure, I'll be here. Knock yourself out." I'm going to follow you later and see what you're up to! Ha! Ha! Heather was excited about the thought.

"Okay. I'll be back in a while." Ian said as he continued walking towards the Jungle.

"Okay. See you."

After some time, Heather thought now was the right time to go to the jungle and spy on Ian. She walked to the jungle briskly but quietly and took cover behind the lush greeneries. She found him not much later, taking a bath in the hot spring she found weeks before she had first collected their resources. He had skinny dipped in the small pool, leaving his clothes near him. His eyes were closed, as if he was trying to savor that moment of being in the warm water of the spring. His chest was bare, with small tufts of hair covering it, and some of his upper abdominal muscles can be seen. This was the first time she saw him this relaxed.

Heather shamelessly ogled him.

What the Heck? He wears those Geeky shirts and glasses but underneath.. Why, he's hotter than my last ex-boyfriend! Why is he a Nerd, for Sim's sake? i/ Heather suppressed the urge to fan herself. Who are you, really? She eyed him suspiciously. She began to panic when she saw him get up from the small pool of water.

"Oh crap," Heather whispered to herself. If he finds out I've been spying on him, he's gonna get mad at me for sure!

She immediately backed out from her hiding place, being careful not to step on any twigs or fallen branches, and ran back to their camp site.

Ian, after dressing himself, wandered around the jungle. He was debating whether he should go and search the trees for some stuff. In the end, he decided to take a little food back in the camp. While he was foraging an Apple tree, he thought about Heather and her attitude to him this morning, asking the Gods why he had to be in that kind of situation in the first place. He thought about being mean to her, because being nice didn't work out well for him.

Being with her is a pain already, but I definitely don't want to make her cry. It's bad enough that she yelled at me just because of a breakfast apple. Ian looked at glistening fruits of the tree and replayed the scene in his mind over and over again. He can't help but to smile at her tenacity. He had to admit, she was quite entertaining. And an entertaining lady was a thrill to be around. And she was pretty too. Well, at least for him.

She may be another pretty face but she's definitely not my type, Ian thought to himself.

After he gathered enough resources, he started to make his way back to the camp. But a voice in the back of his head went, You're just scared to admit that you're attracted to her, He thought about it for a moment. Why would I be attracted to her? And the last thing I want to do is fall in love with her right in the middle of nowhere, He decided that it would be best if he kept his distance to her, just to be safe. After all, she was an attractive (but not nice) young lady, and that he was a man.

When he got back, he found her idling around the campfire. She beamed at him when she saw him carrying a bunch of fresh and shiny apples.

"Great! Are those for me?" Heather batted her eyelashes at him.

Ian was caught off guard by her expression but tried to compose himself. "Nice try, but they're mine. If you want more apples, go get them yourself." Ian replied.

"Geez Mr. Smartypants, you don't need to be so crabby about it." She pouted her lips and poked the fire.

She's acting like a spoiled kid, Ian thought to himself as he was putting the apples inside the fisherman's basket. "Alright. You can have one. Here." He said as he tossed an apple to Heather.

"Really? Aww, Thanks!" Heather said as she happily took a bite from the apple.