Chris and Bri's relationship makes my cold, dead heart beat again. I stan them until the end of time and would like to volunteer myself to be the officiant at their wedding — because yes, they will be getting married, and I refuse to believe otherwise.
Jamie done f*cked up when she ditched Ryan for Trevor. She should've known when she saw Trevor in that shearling-lined Jed Wyatt-esque jacket that he was bad news.
I'm not quite sure how much longer I can stand to watch Julia toy with Sheridan's emotions and pretend to like him when she's really still obsessed with Brandon.
Rudi and Matt are such a wild, all-over-the-place pair — exhibit A: Rudi slapping Matt and then promptly proceeding to make out with him — that I can't help but root for them. Plus, their harmonizing is *chef's kiss.*
When Natascha kissed Ryan for the first time, she snapped into full-on Harry Potter dementor mode and looked as though she was sucking the life out of him via his mouth. Like, I was legitimately concerned for his physical well-being.
I typically despise when any dating-show contestant jumps the gun and claims to be "falling in love" a mere 17 hours after first meeting the other person. But when Chris and Bri said so on their first date, I didn't mind one bit. In fact, a few tears may or may not have rolled down my cheeks. I told you they were bringing my dead heart back to life!
For reasons I can't quite explain, Bekah and Danny struck me as the type of couple who would go to Disney World every weekend if they were still together.