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</div><b>Name:</b>Grace Lynn Carter<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Brighton, England<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5th of July | Afternoon<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa - Kitchen/Pool<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Changed into bikini<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Marcus<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Islanders in kitchen | 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/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Grace hadn’t received very much of a warm welcome when she arrived to the kitchen, and after she shared what little information she had about the guys at the pub, most of the girls didn’t respond at all.<br/><br/>Her lips tugged downward as she looked around at those collected near the kitchen, who were all just moments ago in friendly, lively conversations. It felt a bit like her presence was what killed the mood or the flow of conversation.<br/><br/>Cassie took off for the pool and Brook was chatting up Jackson. Dom was off with Hans, who had returned alone from the pub, and Arisa was chatting up Ethan with Olivia while Ian was trying to graft on Olivia.<br/><br/>Grace picked up her phone and her water bottle, quietly walking away rather than say anything else to the islanders in the kitchen. She released a heavy, long sigh, as she walked away and headed for the pool.<br/><br/>Setting her things down by the edge and sitting, she lowered her legs inside the crystal blue water. Cassie wasn’t too far away, in the water. “Want some company?” She asked, leaning back and resting on her hands while her legs slowly rocked inside of the water.<br/><br/>“Meant to say, by the way, I absolutely love your bikini.” She smiled, hoping to lighten the mood just a touch.