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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>Wednesday, 7 July | Morning<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa bedroom<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Same as pic<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Matt<br/><b>Tagging: </b>Matt (<a class="username" data-user-id="6688" data-username="Swashbuckler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6688/">Swashbuckler</a>) | All in kitchen<br/><hr class="bbc-hr bbc-hr--1"/>Grace had an extra bounce in her step after Matt complimented her swimming costume back in the Villa, and soon enough, he’d be joining her in the kitchen. But before then, while she was making herself a plate of food, she noticed a couple of others in the kitchen.<br/><br/>Claire was soon called away to a date of her own, leaving behind a pile of bacon. Jackson, naturally, commented about how she managed to stay fit while eating like someone who was looking for a heart attack. One or two slices of bacon were understandable. But a pile?<br/><br/>Grace smiled when Jackson said good morning, but she was lost on the nickname of Silver Sable. “Good morning… um… Black Beauty.” She chuckled, her face screwing up as she shook her head. “I don’t know of many black horses.” Obviously, she didn’t have any knowledge of the comic book character.<br/><br/>However, if someone were to make her a cosplay costume based on the character, she would certainly be able to make it work.<br/><br/>Grace smiled at Matt when he joined her to make his own plate. So far, hers was filled with french toast topped with syrup and walnuts and just a smidge of butter. A bowl of fruit was wedged beside the three slices of thick bread and a glass was filled with orange juice.<br/><br/>“Apparently.” Grace murmured after hearing Matt talk about how the singles were off to the races. “When it comes to being new here, I guess that’s sort of how it works.” She shrugged, not really knowing since she was an original Islander.<br/><br/>Of course, Matt didn’t really know it either. Even though he wasn’t an original cast member, he was early enough to feel like one. And he managed to get out of that first, dreaded coupling ceremony. “Let’s sit and eat!” She suggested, leading the way to the breakfast nook.<br/><br/>She sat herself down and let out a contented sigh. Thankfully, none of the new people seemed interested in either of them. Hopefully that meant nothing was going to try to wedge its way between them again. The thought had Grace able to finally relax a bit. “What do you want to do today?” She asked Matt, flashing him a smile before taking a bite out of her french toast.