<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/cf/18/3c/cf183c3e2503e0310868d145c619a541.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Gabriel Archibald<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Date | Time:</strong>August 2nd | 3pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Patio out back<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>see avatar<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Charlie<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>none<hr/><br/>For a crazy vacation on some luxury spot with a house full of horny hotties of all kinds, there was a small price. His sister brought him along for this thing, and they pretty much decided they would see as little of each other as possible during the stay, but after he pissed her off about some thing or other she got back at him by signing him up for a class. Recreational stuff in case people got bored of drinking, fucking, eating, playing on the beach... You get the point. Drawing. Sure, he liked that. Wouldn't kill him to doodle something on paper and maybe he'd meet someone to spend the day with doing more interesting things. So he strolled out back to where he'd been told to go, and found a single person already there. "Oh good, you're here. Gabriel, right? Lifesaver. Okay, just leave your things over here, take off as much as you're comfortable with, and sit on that chair. The class will start in a minute, as soon as... people show... up..." The woman rambled on, tugged his jacket off and pushed him to a chair that had a semi circle of chairs and small tables around it.<br/><br/>"Wait, what am I supposed to..." He started, but the woman was gone and he was left alone with a box of pencils and a stack of paper on a side table as his only company. Ha, fucking, ha. Adriana being funny, huh?<br/><br/>A couple of minutes passed without anything happening, at all. He sat there like an idiot, rocking slowly back and forth a few times until he simply started watching his surroundings. He'd become an expert in patio decor of the place by the time a person walked out there. Tiny little hottie followed by the return of the woman from before whom he assumed was the instructor.<br/><br/>"Oh good, good good. I need to head off for a minute dear, but pick a seat and you can go ahead and get started. I'm sure others will show up any minute, and I'll be right back! Have fun!" The woman beamed a smile at the girl, and vanished again.<br/><br/>Gabe arched a brow, glanced at the girl, and rubbed the back of his head. "I don't think this job's her passion in life..." He commented grinning. It was beyond weird to sit there and supposedly model for one girl, but maybe she was super into it so he didn't want to be a jerk. Therefor he stayed where he was, sat up straight, and draped his arms in his lap. Moved them off his lap. Stretched his shoulders. Cleared his throat. "So... How do you want me?"