<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a4/b4/1e/a4b41e36e10afcf72a7c0b00facd35b7.jpg)</div><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Name:</span></span></strong>Avery Voss (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316301.msg15274024#msg15274024)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Date | Time:</span></span></strong>September 30th...early.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Location:</span></span></strong>On the train to Dellban<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Outfit:</span></span></strong>This  (https://i.pinimg.com/originals/73/90/b3/7390b3bba926bf0f8ebc785775231632.jpg)and these. (https://di2ponv0v5otw.cloudfront.net/posts/2019/11/16/5dd0c79879df27347ecb377b/m_5dd0c7d9fe19c74ae7406224.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Mood:</span></span></strong>Just a taste...  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z67vTcIiUrM&list=RDMMHUgwM1Ky228&index=2)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Content:</span></span></strong>Meeting Jack and heading to Dellban.<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Tagging:</span></span></strong>Jack<br/><hr/>There was something remarkably intimate about sharing a spoon with someone. Even beyond the playful flirtation it felt... personal. Then his smile, genuine and captivating in turns, effortlessly matched the tone and she held his gaze for a few seconds longer because of it.<br/><br/>Her own grin never wavered. Never softened into something more serious, at least not yet. It was one thing to be unapologetically straightforward, but something altogether different to leave herself open to something more meaningful.<br/><br/><em>"Musical talent is higher on your list than crude jokes and mediocre oatmeal, hmm?" </em><br/><br/>She paused briefly, and gently folded the pastry box lid the remainder of the way closed, still teasing him as she continued.<br/><br/><em>"I guess it's my lucky day. Though I imagine you'll find no shortage of people willing to share. Not to generalize… But isn't that <strong>generally</strong> one of the perks of being an athlete?"</em><br/>