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</div>Name:</b>Carina Santos<br/><b>Age:</b>27<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Rio de Janeiro, Brazil<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>Monday, July 5 - Evening<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Living Room - on the couch<br/><b>Wearing:</b>wearing<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fassets.yandycdn.com%2FHiRez%2FES_7095X_BLACK_PS02042020-3-Edit.jpg&amp;hash=27c4e7d734e9374002b585dfe954176f" href="https://assets.yandycdn.com/HiRez/ES_7095X_BLACK_PS02042020-3-Edit.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">this</a><br/><b>Coupled With:</b>N/A<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Mentioned Brooke<a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Carina waved to Brook once she had gotten her things and changed into her pajamas in the Villa bathroom. She moseyed her way through the dark, trying to ignore any and all whispers and breaths that she might hear walking through the bedroom. Seriously, did these guys have no chance during the day for privacy or something?<br/><br/>Just as she got herself settled on the couch, she heard Brook’s loud voice announcing her exit from the bedroom. She must have seen what Carina warned her about…her heart wrenched for the girl, but if she was in denial before, it was for the best she could see the truth now before it only became more painful.<br/><br/>When Brook then offered her bed up to Carina, she could only snort. The Brazilian woman wouldn’t be found dead in that room with all that’s going on in there, unless it was<i>guaranteed</i>she’d win this thing…and maybe get some booty herself as a nice bonus. Either way, she laid her head down on the couch, fluffing a pillow to fit snugly beneath her head, and sighed.<br/><br/>She worried about Brook, but soon the faint sounds of her soft singing in the distance managed to just barely break the silence of the room. Carina closed her eyes and allowed her voice lull her to sleep, making a mental note to check up on her in the morning. Maybe even make her some coffee. In the meantime, sleep took hold of Carina’s mind, and adrift she went.<br/><br/>((End Carina Scene))