<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/YlYXKf1.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002936#msg15002936)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Stockholm, Sweden<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | 6pm'ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa eating area -> outdoor sofa by the gym<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>hopes and dreams<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>River | Grace | Sam | Open... no where to hide in the Love Island Maximum Security Prison<br/><strong>Mood</strong>:  Halsey - Bad at Love (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdYFuCp3m9k)<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><div class="floatright">(http://i1.cdnds.net/15/23/618x412/uktv-love-island-villa-03.jpg)</div><em> “I never thought I’d be in the same villa as someone named Elsa, and even still, I get called the ice queen.” Grace whispered.</em><br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye, Elsa glanced at Grace then turned her head a little before giving Grace a wry little grin. Referencing the Ice Queen comment and hoping that Sam couldn't see her, Elsa quickly mouthed the words with the barest of whispers to say, "What is that about? Whoa." Her jaw hung slack for a brief moment before she turned her head back to stuff more pizza in her mouth. She chewed quickly, ignoring any little messy pizza sauce splatters in the corners of her lips. The drama here in the villa was just getting really real.<br/><br/>A few moments later after asking Sam about the twin dating episode, Elsa's stream of thought was interrupted by the friendly feeling of a hand on hers.<br/><br/><em>"God I really wanna jump into this." River said glancing back and forth between Grace and Sam, "but like, I feel like Elsa's doing the 'rise above it' thing and I'm kind of trying to get there at the moment so, like I guess that's what I'll do too." She sighed melodramatically and gave Elsa a look, "You see the sacrifices I'm making for you. No, for us." She emphasized, giving the girl a very friendly squeeze of the hand.</em><br/><br/>Elsa's hand had been resting on the base of her wine glass and now River's hand was on hers. River's hand moved back and Elsa smiled at her. There was a brief moment when River gulped some wine and carried on the conversation like nothing happened.<br/><br/><em>"So, like, oh my gosh you're like both so pretty!" River said, full California valley girl voice activated as she glanced back and forth between Grace and Sam, "I love your hair!"</em><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://tellymix.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/love-island-2016-s2-villa-10.jpg)</div>The words tumbled out of Elsa's mouth before she had time to think about the ramifications of saying anything in this situation.<strong>"What is happening right now,"</strong>Elsa said slowly as she glanced over to River. The question was as much for her as it was for the other girls at the table. The whole situation was jarring for her.<strong>"This is so overwhelming. I just can't deal with this right now."</strong>Elsa stood up, she grabbed her wine glass and the half eaten slice of pizza.<strong>"I.... "</strong>She turned to look at River.<strong>"It was really nice to meet you, River..."</strong>Struggling to get out words she looked at Grace then Sam, and finally back to Grace. It was clear she wanted to say something but a whole host of emotions was boiling over at this point. It had been such a long day and she was feeling the weight of it. It wasn't anyone's fault at the table, it was just such an emotional day. Her cheek began to feel wet, instinctively the back of her hand came up to her cheek and she wiped, looking at the wetness on the back like it was some foreign substance she turned and did an odd little half curtsy to Grace before blurting out.<strong>"Excuse me... It was..."</strong>The first part of the word nice came out as a snuffle and Elsa dashed off. It was purely a fight or flight instinct, overwhelming emotions tearing down her personal walls and causing her to come close to running for the hills. However, the hills in this case was simply the short distance across the artificial grass to the area that the staff at the villa had dubbed the break up area. Regardless of what it was called, it was a few dozen feet away from whatever drama was on the verge of unfolding over there and she could sit around the corner of it so no one would see her crying, drinking wine, and inserting half a slice of pizza into her mouth. Which the last part was a bad idea but she did it anyways, if for no other reason than to prevent herself from sobbing like the hot mess that she was.