When I awoke the next day, it soon became clear that I'd missed some fireworks while I was out. More furniture had been installed, more floors had been built, one contestant had been sent to the emergency ward. But none of that compared to the dawning realization that there's was something different in the air. something.... electric.

Yes, I'm talking hot girl-on-girl "alliances".

Put twelve good women in an enclosed room together for a month, and there's a couple of things that you can be sure will happen. Firstly their cycles will synchronize, leading to a single week of hell every lunar period.

And, without fail, they'll begin to rearrange the furniture.