<div class="floatleft">(https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/567887516154331152/584106902942908435/Screen_Shot_2019-05-31_at_3.51.41_PM.png?width=209&amp;height=300)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Owen Christopher (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>32<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><em>Birth / Childhood:</em>Hamilton, NZ<br/><em>Current:</em>split between Aukland, NZ/London, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July 2019, Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bedroom --> Villa Backyard --> Workout Space → Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Workout shorts, warmup jacket (https://i.imgur.com/b1M9iNL.jpg?2)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: monotype corsiva;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Cassandra Pendragon</span></span>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006244#msg15006244)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cassandra Pendragon | Delaney Clarke (Mentioned) | OPEN! |<br/><hr/><br/>Owen put himself easily through his paces, content that he’d be able to catch up with Cassie at some point. He couldn’t help but overhear bits of the conversation between Cassie and Elsa as they went through what passed loosely for a routine. Not that the girls weren’t working hard, but, rather, he had a specific idea of what a workout was, and the girls were clearly working a different program.<br/><br/>He did just enough to work up a mild sweat, making a note that he’d have to make sure he found time to sneak a shower before the day got going too much.<br/><br/>Satisfied that he got as much time in as he was going to get, he walked slowly away from the workout center with Cassie, clutching a bottle of water in one hand as they made their way down one of the villa’s many stone paths.<br/><br/>WIth the revealing of the offered dinner date, he did his best to give a measured, slow nod.<strong>“Well then,”</strong>he sighed, his strong grip crinkling the plastic on the bottle just a bit,<strong>“it sounds like I was doubly right, then.”</strong>He paused, then turned to level a soft gaze at Cassie,<strong>“Because Delaney sent me a text as well, and asked me the same.” </strong><br/><br/>Now they were at a bit of a standoff. He’d already said yes to Delaney’s invite, but had no idea what Cassie might have done in response to the invite that was offered to her. He had to imagine that the strategy, such that one might exist at this point, dictated meeting as many people as one could. Not that he loved the idea. Cassie had been kind enough to lay claim to him the night before, and was being at least fair to him. That was a good thing.<br/><br/>The pause lasted maybe a second, but it felt much longer.<strong>“And I said yes, because I thought it was at least worth having a meal and a conversation. Though, I guess it will be a bit more formal than ours last night,”</strong>he huffed, shaking his head.<strong>“I hope you understand-it’s nothing you did, and I’m sure I’ll be back later in the evening, if that’s workable for you. I know it’s an odd situation.” <br/></strong>