<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xJY50wf.jpg) </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>5 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Gym<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured with matching string bikini bottoms<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Owen<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Harlan<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><div class="floatright">(https://tellymix.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/love-island-2016-s2-villa-10.jpg)</div><br/>Some of Harlan's words were confusing, he had a very American accent, it prompted several smiles from Elsa as she moved a few weights around and dragged one of the large exercise balls closer. In her head, she was already prepping a workout routine for herself. Her head nodded as he asked if she worked out often. Flipping some of her pale blond Scandinavian locks of hair over her shoulders while moving things around she listened to him and was clearly joining him at the equipment.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes, I do exercise frequently. I bet you do as well. You've got a great body,"</strong>Elsa happily complimented him. In her head, the words were a little different. She was trying to compliment him by saying that he looked ripped but translating from Swedish to English wasn't always a smooth transition. It was okay though because she was honestly appreciating his body anyways.<strong>"What is a Georgia Peach?</strong>" She was confused for a moment as she thought over his earlier words. It was a phrase she wasn't familiar with.<strong> "This is a good thing I trust?"</strong>It pained her to have to ask that as she preferred to think the best of everyone but given how some of the previous villa occupants had behaved towards her, she had a slight bit of paranoid suspicion. The negativity of having to ask the question made her feel a little guilty.<strong> "I am sorry, forget that I asked that. Thank you. I am sure that you meant nice things by it. I haven't been feeling myself lately. I would love to work out with you. It's good to move my body some."</strong>She grinned again trying to blow off her slightly awkward behavior.<strong> "I usually start pretty cold. Would it be okay to get you to brace my waist while I do a set of chin-ups?"</strong><br/><br/>Elsa moved to the exercise bars, being short she had to put a foot on one of the rungs and take a little leap to grab the bar up top. She moved gracefully like a well rehearsed parkour enthusiast with her athletism on full display. Whether he helped brace her or not she would start rocking out the pull-ups by with a dozen well controlled and slow full muscle ups. Barely breaking a sweat as she made it look easy. Between lifts and lowers she spoke and exhibited no signs of breathlessness. Maybe she was showing off a little for him.<br/><br/><strong>"International Crossfit competitions..."</strong>Elsa said.<strong>"Been competing for several years now and a few Miss Fitness competitions."</strong>She beamed.<strong>"I won the under eighteen Sweden's Miss Fitness."</strong>Her body raised and lowered slowly.<strong>"Never broke top ten though."</strong>She dropped down to the ground, hopefully, controlled by Harlan's hands on her waist so she didn't hit the ground too hard. On landing, she took some deep breaths. Putting her hand to the top of her head and drawing a line from her height to Harlan's chest she laughed.<strong>"I'm too short. All the champions are much taller than I am. Their legs are longer and more often than not they are able to run faster, take fewer steps to get across the finish line. Plus the block jump is practially chest height for me but I'm working on it. (https://youtu.be/F-pDsez-S-g?t=169)"</strong>Shrugging she went back to the pull up bar and jumped up again.<strong>"Stand back..."</strong>Her legs went perpendicular and she made slow circles with them, toes pointed out, exercising her core muscles.<strong>"So where you from, what's your story?"</strong>