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</div><b>Name:</b>Hans Huisman<br/><b>Age:</b>27<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Hetero Sexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Atlanta<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Sunday, 4th of July, 2021<br/><b>Location:</b>Kitcheh > Terrace > Male Bathroom<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Shorts and T shirt<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Dom<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Dom (<a class="username" data-user-id="9157" data-username="Sarita" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/9157/">Sarita</a>) and Everyone on terrace l Danny (<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/>( Trying to move things along so I don't get left too behind.)<br/><br/>Hans  was satisfied with how the conversation went. It seemed like Dom and him had connected on all levels but were absolutely on the same page. He was somewhat aware of the competition but he was appreciative of the reminder. He would play the game as needed, while keeping his eyes focused on what he wanted. He had slipped into the Kitchen, when no one was really around, and made quick work on an Iced Coffee. He put in some effort so he hoped Dom would enjoy it.<br/><br/><a class="js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/oatmilktastetest_16x9_021320_117_vog_final-jpg.90434/" target="_blank">
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</a><br/><br/>And then he walked up to terrace, and peeked his head in. Flashing a bright smile watching the ladies that were there.<br/><br/>"Morning Ladies. Excuse, special delivery for Dom." He said, walking up to her and handing her the drink, with a little wink before making his way out.<br/><br/>Off the bathroom, where he would aim to shower and get dressed for the game.<br/><br/>He did see someone there though, Danny.<br/><br/>"Morning. "He would greet, moving to sink to brush his teeth.<br/><br/>"Slept well last night?" He asked out loud. The thing is, despite his shenanigans with Dom, it certainly didn't go late so they could not be blamed for keeping anyone up.