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</div><b>Name:</b>Hans Huisman<br/><b>Age:</b>27<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Hetero Sexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Atlanta<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Saturday, 3rd July, 2021<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa/ Pool area.<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Board shorts<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Dom<br/><b>Tagging:</b><a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a>/ OPEN<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><br/>Hans was not being anti-social, everything he did was a bit strategic and for now his focus was unravelling the little puzzle that was Dom. A shrug was given to the mention of Tax Law. “It wasn’t my first choice, but it's a small elite firm that paid a ridiculous amount of money and benefits.” He chuckled. He had to be careful what he said on TV, the secretive Firm wasn’t too enthused about him joining this show and he was sure that they would be watching carefully. “American dream? Ha ha ha.” He laughed, reaching down to grab his glass. “I have to drink for this one. “ He took the glass to his lips and finished it.<br/><br/>“Ambitious… that's an understatement. I want to be president…” He turned to her face her again, resting the glass on the table. “Of Norway. A few more years here. My family has connections with the labour party.  Well that’s the end goal.”<br/><br/>The fact that Dom was a computer science major did honestly catch Hans off guard. He knew she was smart, that wasn’t the surprising part but he didn’t figure she was into heavy coding. As for what she rambled about, he had absolutely no clue but he sure looked interested.<br/><br/>Hans chuckled, and turned further to face her. “So you are a bit of a comedian and a bit of a russian hacker, “He said the latter in a hushed tone, surely to be picked up with captions on the actual camera screen rather than the audience hearing it. “ Seems like there is definitely more than meets the eye…” he tilted his head slightly and grinned.<br/><br/>So far the “maths” had seemed to be lining up for Hans, but you never knew. They were of a respectable age difference and Dom was not only a beauty, and intelligent but quite driven. He sat back but never really took his eyes off her.<br/><br/>“ Are you sure you can keep up with me?” He winked, the sun illuminating his already ocean blue hues. “I come from a big family of five, I’m the fourth. Two boys, three girls. I’d like to at least match that.’ Dom wanting a big family was a plus, most girls were too concerned with their body or not sure they could afford such. As ambitious as he was, balancing family and work was really important to him. Hans was a bit hard to read at first glance. Sometimes people thought of him as just a pretty face. Other times he came across as a bit intense, especially at work, taking everything, leaving nothing to chance. He had a hard time balancing that coldness, with the softer side at times, drilled into him from his father and years of training. “I’m not sure if I’m any Captain America, maybe Captain Norway someday. Are you settled on living here?” He asked, quaking a brow. An important question of course, but he also knew that sometimes those decisions are not made so earlier on in life.<br/><br/>“I love dogs, but I have a cat, her name is Sassy. Do you like cats? Cus that’s a deal breaker.” He stared deep into those eyes and leaned in a bit daringly, playing a little game of personal space. If the stars aligned, he would hook and raise a hand to attempt to rest under her chin, eyes closing as he would lean in to attempt to press his lips against hers. It would just be teaser, soft, succulent and brief.