<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/SuE32Mj.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rhonda Bouchard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006713#msg15006713)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Montreal, Quebec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019 - Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Backyard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This! (https://i.imgur.com/ZbaqeGj.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Logan | Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Rhonda couldn't help herself and smiled like a gosh darn idiot when Logan looked like he was absolutely offended for being asked such a question about food. It showed that he really did quite like food and that represented one of the biggest and brightest connections she had with the boy. Anything else was whatever, but if the two of them had an equal appreciation for food, it was going to take a lot for her to move on from him.<br/><br/>Her smile grew wider as he really took his time answering. It was hard for her to eat the meal in front of her with how much she enjoyed giving Logan a real brain teaser. He remarked about being able to try some of her mother's home cooking, which made her frown just a smidgen. There were a number of reasons why, though the main one was Logan just melting her heart with his wholesomeness. The gentle ones were supposed to be dead and gone.<br/><br/>"Christmas dinner, huh?" Rhonda repeated, looking up at the sky as she went over her answer. "I guess I can accept that. I think if I gave it to the judges, they'd definitely say that you are going to have to be more specific in order to earn all the points that are available." She pointed a chip at him to punctuate her mock accusation, then dipped it in guacamole. "I do like that you're super into Christmas. It's such a great time of year. Retailers can get a bit crusty but, yeah, everyone's happier!" Munch went the chip.<br/><br/>Her eyes stayed on her date as he rolled on with their little game. He asked her what she thought the most perfect date would be. Rhonda hung there for a second or two, expecting him to go on and give his own answer to the question, but he simply addressed how all of his questions ran along the same vein. "Cheater! You're supposed to answer the question first." Not having a chip to accuse him with, the Asian girl playfully shoved him on the shoulder. There was a second or two that she sat there, waiting for him to react one way or the other. Hopefully they were at that level already or else them sleeping in the same bed was going to get real awkward.<br/><br/>"Okay, fine. I'll go first." She said finally, sitting back in her seat completely as she thought. "I think it'd depend. First dates are never ideal - you don't want to agree to go to someone's remote villa or anything and get murdered - that one's always coffee... or Mexican." Rhonda looked down at her plate. Too on the nose? "I've never actually done this and I think it would be really fun; do they have county fairs in Manchester? Where I'm from there aren't many, either, but I've seen them on TV. They're all over the United States. This corporation or whatever just get a bunch of vendors from all over the area to come to this ope field. There are food stands, midway rides and games, live shows - all that stuff would be so cool to do on a date!"<br/><br/>Rhonda stopped for a second. She was running off the track on this county fair idea and pumped the brakes to see if Logan was still in his seat. As far as she could tell, he was, but she toned it down regardless. "I think something like that is fun to do. I would hate for date night to just be going to the same place on the same day of the week to order the same thing you did the last time. Boring!"<br/><br/>Satisfied with her long winded answer, Rhonda flashed Logan a smile, then ate the last bite of her fish taco. A finger waved and twirled in the air around her mouth as if to say that she had a question on the tip of her tongue but it was a little busy at the moment. Finished swallowing, she asked "You ever do anything dumb just to impress someone? Literally anyone! Not even a girl."<br/><br/>"I was at a bar once with my friends and this guy came up to us with his group and bought us all a round. Smart guy. It turns out that he's Vietnamese, too. Now, my Viet is absolute trash, right, so naturally I try to talk to him in it. I wanted to say that his friends were handsome or something like that but I just said that they had nice faces and their mothers were horses. It was bad." Rhonda laughed to herself, recalling the awful attempt at a bar trick. She still went home with someone that night, but that wasn't something Logan had to know... unless he asked specifically.<br/><br/>Those were the rules!