<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/71/e0/d8/71e0d8b699b95797ef03426e1f886860.jpg)</div><strong>Name: </strong>Patrick Anderson<br/><strong>Day:</strong>Day 1 l 930am<br/><strong>Outfit: </strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Trunks</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0248/3024/6994/products/5672533917864-blackblue-1a_160x.jpg?v=1598440067)</div></div><br/><strong>Mood: </strong>Content/Curious<br/><strong>Music inspired:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">I don't mind!</div><div class="spoiler_body"> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6GU6HN-M6k </div></div><strong>Tagging:</strong>Luciana "Luci" Solano<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Patrick was in for pound, even if he could carry her as if she were a  penny.  HE took a drink making it strong enough even for him, before he lowered the glass, drinking her in with the same energy and desire.  He watched as her eyes locked with his own and he licked the glass as if it were briefly lapping at the salt stones.<br/><br/>“I didn’t realize sharing was a requirement, but yes I would want you all to myself until you moved on to find another that met your desires better.”  He teased watching her smirk, but he wasn’t so naïve to think one like her would settle on the first guy she met on this isle of candied delights.<br/><br/>“What do you want beside this milk chocolate?  What can I do to you or for you that would make you not regret the hours spent with me?”  He said his mind easily drifting over the dancing that they could do before dawn…hell at this rate he had so many things he wanted to do to her before midnight.<br/>