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</div><b>Name:</b>William 'Will' Lawrence<br/><b>Age:</b>27<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual.<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Los Angeles, USA.<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Wednesday, 7th of July, 2021.<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Kitchen --> Breakfast area.<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Gray shirt (see photo), black jeans, and sneakers. The jacket was removed along the way.<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>No one<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Brook Allen (<a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><div style="text-align: justify">Brook's enthusiasm did not go unnoticed. It was endearing if he was being completely honest... and her behavior was vastly different from what he has seen on the screen. Granted, there were 'circumstances' involved, but he hoped that they were in the past. Still, there was that 'spark' in her eyes, a little glint that would be the world's worth of shame if it ever were extinguished. And he was not ashamed to say that her sudden cheerfulness was rather... addictive. Not to mention contagious.<br/>
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But... where were they supposed to go? He just arrived at the villa which, quite honestly, looked quite different from the first-person perspective. There were angles, there were shots, zoom-ins... but nothing a camera could portray could ever come close to the real experience. And it was, truly vast. <i>Okay, new plan! We feign confidence, pretend we know where we are going, and hopefully not to wander too long before we stumble where we should be.</i> Hopefully, she did not notice the sudden widening of his eyes as he took step toward the 'outside', feeling very much like Peter Pan's lost boy.<br/>
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<i>Oh thank heavens...</i> he sighed in relief as he saw tables set outside. From this point on, he slowed down to match her pace, noting just how 'overdressed' he was for the situation... and the weather. As they approached, he sped up and pulled a chair for her to sit. Let it never be known that Lawrence ignored basic lessons of manners. He inclined his head politely before moving to his own seat, though not before he took off his own chair and placed it over the lean before he sat down.<br/>
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"I need to confess..." William said, all hush-hush as if to hide it from people who were yet to arrive "I am a tad bit nervous over here. It is not every day I get to sit down and have a meal with a celebrity." He reached for the glass jug with orange juice and inspected it "Vintage, 2021, exceptional year!" he mused before pouring into their glasses "Splendid for everyday occasions, absolutely marvelous with ham sandwich!" he chuckled before placing it down "It's a bit of a cliche starter... do forgive me on this" he groaned slightly, as if the very mention of a cliche brought a bitter taste in his mouth "But tell me a bit about yourself. I would prefer to hear it from your lips first." he smiled and before she started, he rose his glass and brought it halfway across the table, a toast "To... friendship and perhaps beyond?"​</div>