Given Clarke signed up to be naked and stranded, it feels unfair to be upset about that, but she signed up to be naked and stranded with a stranger, and instead here she is in the middle of nowhere with Bellamy Blake, who is–
Okay, he’s not actually the last person she’d want to be stranded with. Clarke does know worse people than Bellamy, both globally and in a crisis. But the deal was that she’d be with a stranger. The network gave her a list of names to confirm that she didn’t know any of her potential companions, and now here she is, face-to-face with a naked Bellamy Blake.
“Did you know?” she demands.
Bellamy crosses his arms over his chest. The crew just looks baffled, and Clarke realizes with shock that none of them knew. This is, somehow, an accident.
“How the fuck would I know?”
“Language,” says the camera operator. “Is there a problem?”
“We know each other.”
“She wasn’t on the list I got,” Bellamy adds. He’s sort of trying not to look at her body too much, but it’s difficult.
“Huh. Let me check that with the producers,” says the camera operator, and she pulls out a cell phone.
Clarke and Bellamy watch each other, Clarke doing her best to cover her breasts and Bellamy keeping his eyes fixed somewhere slightly above her forehead.
“I should have known you’d end up on a show like this,” he finally says.