<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/MhEVnI4.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Elle "Ellie" Greene (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>As pictured: Jean jacket, white undershirt, black leggings, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 10th, 1:15pm</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Down River</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Angel, Billie, Devina, <strong>John-James</strong>, Robin, Sean Platt</em><br/><hr/>"Yes." Ellie replied bluntly, with an expression just as flat. "When I'm at a<i>group event</i>with like<i>five people</i>." Her brown eyes rolled. Sure, she was probably missing a few people in that guesstimate but maybe only like one or two. Besides, as if their conversation was all that private anyways? What a drama king! First he's trying to twist Robbie's words -- something that comes so difficult for him -- and now he was trying to make<i>her</i>look like the bad guy here?<i>As if!</i>Ellie knew better. Ellie knew Robin would struggle there -- Perhaps because, once upon a time, she had placed him in very similar situations herself.<br/><br/>Ellie didn't need to see the way Thorne smiled at the back of her head to hear the bittersweet promise in his<i>"charitable"</i>excuse. She knew she'd made an enemy here, and already anticipated that her day was just going to go downhill from there. It didn't matter in the end. All it really did was feed her stupid pride -- because this time she'd be taking it<i>for</i>Robbie, and not against him. Somehow that just put a giant smile on her face.<br/><br/>Now all she had to do was win that stupid cheesecake for him -- and considering her unanticipated head start, she might just accomplish that!  "You got this, Elle stupido." She coached herself as she started to get the hang of the paddles. It was even starting to feel kind of fun.<i>Peaceful even</i>. As she drifted further into the lake she couldn’t help but admire the way it felt to glide across a shimmering surface that seemed to dance the further she roamed.<br/><br/>A surface she was about to become intimately acquainted with.<br/><br/>“Wagh!” The girl squawked unattractively as her kayak capsized, sending her straight down into the lake. As she plunged down, the water wooshed against her ears and stung between her eyes as it filled her unwitting nostrils to invade her sinuses. Her arms flailed above her, reaching and grabbing at the water in a panic while her legs kicked below her like she was trying to find some sort of foothold. As her life jacket did its job and started pulling her to the surface, the kayak – now upside down – drifted above and blocked her full ascent. Her head smacked against one of the panels, bubbles burbling from her mouth as she yelped. Eventually one of her hands found something to grab onto, a rope tied along the top rim, and she was able to pull herself out from under the kayak. When she breached the surface she sputtered and coughed, gasping for air as she gripped onto the side of the boat like it was her last life line.<br/><br/>“<i>What–</i>” She wheezed as she held onto her nose, and flashed a glare after the obvious culprit. “<i>--the fuck!</i>”<br/>