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</div>Name:</b>April May<br/><b>Age:</b>24<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Friday, August 6th - evening<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa Backyard -> Bar<br/><b>Wearing:</b>see image<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Everyone!<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/>April was used to being ogled at by guys (and girls) while on the job, sometimes with nerdy lust (or regular lust), other times with utter confusion. It depended on the person and where she was at a given time, and also what she was wearing. This time, however, she decided to just play it casual. April really would prefer to find her perfect match here, not just another horndog nerdy incel wanting to take a chance at copping a feel.<br/><br/>So when her eyes scanned down the line of men, she had to admit…she was impressed. This was such a drastic shift from her norm and her heart was thumping for each and every one of them. “Shit…” she breathed out under her breath. They all looked to be clean-cut guys who actually take care in the way they look. Let’s hope their personalities match as well as their looks.<br/><br/>When two headed over to the bar, the blonde nodded to herself in total agreement with the decision.<i>Definitely going to need a drink for this,</i>she thought with an audible chuckle. April joined in on the conversation with a bright smile as she grabbed a glass to pour some white wine for herself. “Hey, how’s it going? I’m April!” She said, offering them a hand before she actually got to pouring, as well as to anybody else who would walk up in the time she made it there. “This place is crazy huge. Have any of you ever stayed at a place like this before?” The question would be asked to everybody who might be there by the time of asking it.