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</div><b>Name:</b>Brook Allen<br/><b>Age:</b>21<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Malibu, California<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Tuesday 6th, July 2021 (evening)<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Backyard | Kitchen<br/><b>Wearing:</b>see image<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Victor<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Claire (<a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a>)| Jackson (<a class="username" data-user-id="6688" data-username="Swashbuckler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6688/">Swashbuckler</a>) | Kitchen people | OPEN<br/><b>Vibe:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DSuQJZp2yWc0&amp;hash=72b70815e8e13199aeae7b4e7f713bb4" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SuQJZp2yWc0" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">How Can You Mend A Broken Heart</a><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Brook offered to show the phone message to anyone in the area. There was several people around. Brook was still laughing about it, she just couldn't believe that she had won the damn hideaway. Staying alone in a romantic honeymoon suite was basically the saddest thing she could think of. So she ate more ice cream.<br/><br/>Claire mentioned getting shit faced drunk and hoping for new boys to enter the villa. Then she brought up dancing and music.<br/><br/>"Oh I forgot that you're new still..." Brook offered her phone for Claire to look at again, pointing out the lack of music. "No music.. not a thing. This place has zero forms of entertainment. That's how they keep us in the drama. I wish I had known before coming here, I might have tried to sneak an old mp3 player into the joint with my prison wallet." She chuckled again, hoping that Claire got the movie reference. "Wish I could take you into the hide away with me. We could do the whole getting drunk thing, singing and dancing inside there. I got no idea what I'm going to do in there alone. Plus I'm pretty sure that some of the couples here might sneak in and murder me in my sleep out of jealousy.... Maybe they'll tell me that I can use it another night?" The last line was muffled around a mouth full of ice cream and a guffaw.<br/><br/>Jackson said he was going to lose respect for the boys if they didn't take Brook up for her offer. That made Brook laugh.<br/><br/>Brook said, "Thanks, Jackson. Nice try but it looks like no one is tempted. I'm riding this curl solo."<br/><br/>Raising her bowl of ice cream in salute to Claire, Brook said, "Guess I'm off to go get a good nights sleep. At least I won't be keeping anyone up by snoring or hogging the sheets."<br/><br/>Turning on her heel, Brook headed into the bedroom to go pick up her overnight kit before going to the Hideaway.