Wednesday 09 August
Day 84, 12:00
Lea and Nikki are just a Diary-Room door away, but it's a door too far for Pete. Knowing his two favourite ladies are so near but so far is fraying the poor lad's nerves.
But given the tizzy he'd worked himself into, we reckon there's something else that's vexing him a little bit more.
"I'm gagging for a bit of Lea and Nikki. Last night was torture. I want 'em," he ranted to Big Bro. "I went downhill when Lea left but when Nikki left as well I was as flat as a pancake. I've got this feeling in my stomach that I need ... something. Obviously it's them."
Or could it be some lunch?
"Say if you've got a girlfriend and they p*** off to another country," he continued. "I feel like that. It took me ages to get them out of my head and now they're back. And they looked well hot as well. I'll get this feeling of relief as soon as I grab em. I need to release it now!"
"What is it you missed?" asked Big Brother as Pete shuffled excitedly.
"They have different qualities. Lea was a great help with my self-esteem. I feel a strong bond with her, and we both like Billy Idol which has got to mean something. And she's funny.
"Nikki? I missed her loads. Maybe a bit too much," continued Pete, shifting uncomfortably. "I can't really explain why I like Nikki. She's my little kitty-cat kitten."
"Why can't you explain why you miss her?" asked Big Bro, angling for some gossip.
"I'm embarrassed. I can't keep a straight face. I'm not sure. I think I might have... Oh I don't know. I can't say. I haven't got the guts."
"Do you really not know?" continued Big Bro.
"I suppose I know a bit. I'm not gonna tell you that. It's a strange feeling I have."
But BB wasn't giving up, asking: "Could you describe the feeling?"
"You know..." Pete thought for a while. "No."
"Do you feel the same way about Nikki as you do about Lea?" pressed BB, working up to the third degree.
"No. I still love Lea but there's something different with Nikki."
"How is it different?"
"Do you need me to spell it out? It's not my fault. It's her fault. I didn't know. When she left I realised how I really felt about her, which I was denying. But there's definitely some sparks in my head and I can't help it."
"What do the sparks mean, Pete?"
"I think I found out how she felt about me. She was all over me sometimes and I was keeping it at a friend level. But I suppose I cracked. I thought she was really cute and used to give her cuddles and she'd make me a sandwich and call me her baby. I understood her mad ways. She could just smile at me and it would make me happy."
Is it just us, or can you hear violins?