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</div><b>Name:</b>Victor Lundquist<br/><br/><b>Age:</b>30<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Stockholm, Sweden<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Sunday, July 4th<br/><b>Location:</b>Gym --> terrace<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Black trunks<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Olivia Williams<br/><br/><b>Tagging:</b>Cassie (<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a>)<br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Victor switched to doing some bench pressing, and meanwhile his brain kept working. He had come to realise a few things about himself, and more importantly, a plan was forming. One that would likely put himself at risk but offer Olivia a chance to stay. He wasn't looking to be a martyr or anything, that wasn't it, he just wanted to do what felt right. But this time, he was going to think it through further, because obviously his recent attempts to make things right weren't thoroughly thought through and ended up making things worse.<br/><br/>The plan was to ask Rebeckah not to pick him. Obviously it was her choice in the end, but he'd pitch the idea anyway. That way, Olivia wouldn't have to go home because of his mistakes and he would likely hang loose the next week instead, since a guy was likely going home then and there was the risk that no other girl in the villa would want to touch him even with a 10-foot-pole after everything that had happened. But if anyone should pay for his shit, it was him, so he'd be fine with that. And at the same time, Rebeckah could pick a safe partner she could get far with into the competition, since he sort of imagined that his days in the villa would be numbered sooner or later anyway. Of course, that would mean that Rebeckah would have to send someone else home, so if she had already planned to send Olivia home he wasn't going to debate that since the choice was hers alone, and he didn't want it to seem like he was using her as a tool to solve his own problems. That wasn't it. But, he could always ask, perhaps she was even thinking the same.<br/><br/>He wasn't looking to be a martyr or anytihng, but it felt right. But then again, he was going to think it through further and then talk to Rebeckah about it. And so he left the gym and looked to get to relax a bit alone. The pool wasn't an option, there were too many people in the backyard and he wouldn't be able to concentrate. And so he walked by everyone there again, and made his way up to the terrace, hoping it wouldn't be occupied already.<br/><br/>When he got up there though, he spotted Cassie sitting there by herself. His initial thought was to leave since he was trying to find somewhere he could be alone, but he couldn't help but wonder why she seemed to have done the same.<br/><br/>-"Oh, sorry, didn't expect anyone else to be up here. Do you want to be alone?" he asked, looking down at the pretty redhead from his standing position.