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<b>Name</b>: Stefano Rossi<br/>
<b>Age</b>: Twenty-Nine<br/>
<b>Date/Time</b>: 31 July - Saturday<br/>
<b>Location</b>: Villa, Kitchen<br/>
<b>Wearing</b>: <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.imgur.com%2Fkf9MvAT.jpg&amp;hash=d6b15c969e3ff58042ecfc25b97ccaef" href="https://i.imgur.com/kf9MvAT.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">A Pop of Color</a><br/>
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<b>Tagging</b>: <a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a> [Madelyn]</span><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"> Stefano took her hand with a smile. Together they made their way from the kitchen leaving behind the rowdy. Crew. Admittedly, Stefano did want to see what the brunette got into with her. date, but some part of him figured he would hear about it soon enough. He’d seen this show before, watched each season at first just in boredom but it was hard not to get invested in a bunch of strangers who were seeking love and money, but he knew ultimately fame. Stefano wondered how many of the contestants were actors or models – singers hoping for their big break once they got a little fanbase growing. In the end, the couples usually didn’t stay together but the money was rolling in and he supposed that made up for it. he’d never really envisioned himself famous. In his youth he had thought about modelling, but the same way you do when you’re an attractive male who gets told you’re hot day after day and then you grow up and you realize there are a lot of attractive people in the world.  <br/>
Madelyn led him toward a corner of the villa that had a nice view of the outside. You had the comforts of the indoor and outdoor setting which was absolutely beautiful. It’d been a while since Stefano last had a vacation and while this was a game, he still was going to treat it as. Though he just came to have a good time. Why force what was, according to science, already proven? He thought that Madelyn was a perfect match for him, but he hadn't had the chance to get to know everyone else. People had two sides to them and for now, Madelyn definitely was appealing to his calmer side. There were sides of Stefano that weren’t as neat as he liked to present himself, but that wasn’t to say he was ashamed of them at all. In the end it depended on how much anyone could handle.<br/>
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He made his way down the red steps and sat on the couch, his arm placed across the back of the couch as he leaned in to face Madelyn.<br/>
“Well then, you’re French. I know that much or you’re just damn good at faking an accent. Marseille, Cannes, or somewhere small and charming?” Stefano chuckled, biting down on his lip a little. “Please tell me if it’s too boring – we can uh get to the spicy stuff hm?”</span>