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</div><b>Name: </b>Olivia Williams<br/><b>Age:</b>26<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Bisexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Seattle, Washington<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5th July | Afternoon<br/><b>Location: Backyard - Kitchen<br/>
Wearing: <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fpin.it%2F6X6I5D5&amp;hash=dd0f768c6660a38a412268103d135c16" href="https://pin.it/6X6I5D5" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Bikini</a><br/>
Coupled With:</b>Danny<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Ethan (<a class="username" data-user-id="2019" data-username="Mellifluous" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/2019/">Mellifluous</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>Liv rinsed the cups and listened as Ethan spoke again, explaining that he’s never been good at love and she couldn’t help but wonder why. She, herself, was horrible at relationships, but that was because the men she usually dated, didn’t have a good connection with animals.<br/><br/>Using a tea-towel, Liv dried their cups and walked towards him where he stood by the coffee pot “Yeah, my reasons are pretty similar to yours” she smiled and set the cups down on the counter next to him.<br/><br/>“I love your accent, by the way” she smiled, trying to hold back the blush that was threatening to make its way to the surface of her cheeks. She was intrigued each time he spoke. It wasn’t that she had a thing for accents overall, but Ethan’s was one of those that got her.<br/><br/>Her smile spread across her cheeks again before she cleared her throat “Anyway” she changed the topic and hoisted herself up on the counter next to him while he would make the coffee.<br/><br/>Liv was horrible at flirting and knew that, that much was clear. She just hoped that Ethan didn’t grow bored of her in a house surrounded by these gorgeous women.