<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/PU2VIkd.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>River Silk</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15025750#msg15025750)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Omni<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Topeka, Kansas<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Wednesday, 3 July 2019, just after 6:00 pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Entrance<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Short Pink Robe, Barefoot<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Nobody!<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa<br/><br/><hr/><br/>To say that River was not a morning person was to say that Attila the Hun was not a philanthropist. She was in fact, quite the opposite in every way. A night person one might say. But when one was in a house with big windows that opened when the light was good for the cameras, on a delightful island full of loud tropical birds and such, sleeping in was hardly an option.<br/><br/>River was stumbling towards the kitchen looking for whatever most closely resembled Reese's Puffs, yawning, no makeup, hair still tossled, when Elsa came up behind her.<br/><br/>"Mmm. Mrrrmm." She said, perhaps they had intended to be words, perhaps 'oh hey' or 'good morning' or perhaps a poignant quip of life's little foibles. But whatever was meant to be said the message did not reach River's lips and they, only aware that they were supposed to be on call but that the boss wasn't watching just opened and made a noise and went back to slacking off.<br/><br/>River stared at the cereal cupboard for a moment. She didn't seem to be enamored with her options. Or she had fallen asleep standing up. It was hard to tell.