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</div><b>Name: William "Liam" Castle<br/>
Age:</b>29<br/><b>Date/Time: </b>31 July, Saturday - 14:00<br/><b>Location: </b>Villa<br/><b>Wearing: </b>See Picture (Black, leather jacket, navy tee shirt, and black jeans)<br/><b>Logged in with: </b>No one<br/><b>Tagging: Lydia (<a class="username" data-user-id="5347" data-username="Moka-chan" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/5347/">Moka-chan</a>), Open!</b><br/><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Liam's smile immediately disappeared when Lydia's eyes closed and she brought her hands to her ears. Although he did nothing to help, a look of growing concern danced in Liam's eyes as he watched the girl suffering. The guy liked playing with new toys, but this... He hadn't wanted to break her.<br/><br/>As soon as she started to come out of it, Liam forced himself to look around nonchalantly. He was going to ask her if she enjoyed her little trip before she cut him off. Her words were intended as harsh, he assumed. Yet he could only smirk watching the little child of a girl attempt to stand up for herself. It was cute.<br/><br/>When she asked him to get out of her way, Liam shot his hands up in surrender, raising them no higher than his chest. Then he stepped aside, offering just enough space for her to move through. Though his eyes never left her as she did.<br/><br/>"If you wanted me to move, all you had to do was ask, Bunny." He said as if he really meant it. The smile on his face grew and as the girl made it around him, he walked over to another bed in the room, plopping down on it without looking her direction again.<br/><br/>"By the way, if you ever hope to not be last pick around here, you should probably figure out that whole..." He paused, gesturing to the clothes on the bed. "situation. Who knows, maybe Loverboy will actually come around if you do."