<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WbGeR0F.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Dominika Nikolaev</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15061990#msg15061990)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Moscow, Russia<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>5 July, 2019 | Late morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moving to outdoor Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>see image plus worn out white tennis shoes<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jon | Logan | Harlan | Katie, Alexander & Thalia (mentioned)<br/><br/><hr/>There was too many moving parts in this puzzle. Like a frat party, there was tons of boys all running around and chatting up the women. It was hard to decide which ones she wanted to speak to first as they all looked delectable. She virtually missed the new brunette that was hiding behind Alexander. Dom chuckled as she mused how Alexander appeared to be pulled in the brunette's wake. He was no sooner looking around himself than he was drawn right after her, the pair slipping off to a secluded corner together outdoors.<br/><br/>Dom's mind was drawn back to Jon though as he enthusiastically talked about himself while they walked out to join Katie at the kitchen. He was an office worker that enjoyed playing video games and going to the gym. In fact he appeared to spill his inner most worries out into the conversation as well, talking about family debt, and it sounded like a reference to work stress. She slid her hand up his back and over his neck before she ran her fingers idly through his hair, giving it a little tussle in the process.<br/><br/><strong>"Such beautiful hair you have to go with your pretty eyes,"</strong>Dom laughed.<strong> "I am thinking  you are as American as apple pie. We shall get to know each other, yes? I must hear more about your wonderful life of playing games with your friends. It sounds like a great joy."</strong>Her smile was genuine and affectionate. She envied the casual youthful life that it sounded like he had and wondered just how American Nuclear Family it really was.<strong>"I am student, studying Computer Science and Mathematics."</strong>She looked back and forth between both Jon and Logan as if to answer that question for both of them.<strong> "Back home in Mother Russia as you Americans like to joke."</strong>She grinned over at Jon.<strong>"I was always student. Did good grades and made scholarships to private schools. Than I am to American University because.. well all program languages they are in English. So I come here to work on school and my English. Perhaps I would like to stay. I am not knowing this yet. But you are everything I ever believed an American boy should be. I like this."</strong>Her hand slid down his arm and patted it gently before she let go to look back to Logan.<br/><br/>At this time they had moved into the kitchen area and all gathered around. Dom felt a little bad for Harlan as he was clearly struggling with the conservative Katie. They were clearly from two different worlds entirely and having some communication issues. This was something she personally could relate to. She made mental note to return to him later and find out more about him.<br/><br/>Taking her attention off of Jon and turning to Logan at the Kitchen counter she matched his body language. The man was turned completely towards her and so she did the same. No longer holding the men's arms as they had already escorted her to her destination it appeared. Her sunglasses were still up in her long wild strands of red hair, holding it off of her face mostly. She watched Logan carefully as he told of his prior experiences as a Journalist and then a travelling blogger.<br/><br/><strong>"You're life sounds fascinating. This is something that I would very much like to do. At home I rarely left the city. Since coming to California for school I have been to beaches, mountains, and out on boats to visit islands. I am enjoying this much."</strong>Dom nodded her agreement with her words.<strong>"Perhaps I should cook for you authentic Russian food sometime."</strong>Seeing that Harlan was paying more attention to the conversations going on around him now, she smiled at him.<br/><br/>Dom said to Harlan,<strong>"For you too. I make good home cooked Russian meal."</strong><br/><br/>Logan was dishing out food for himself when Dom held up a hand to say no thanks. A moment later he pushed his plate in a little closer and stood up near her again, creating their own little intimate space for conversation. Dom could hear Katie behind her talking to Jon now so she didn't feel bad about not turning around to address him again. It was clear that he had company and would get her attention again if he wanted it. She was hoping to get a chance to speak to all of them privately at some point.<br/><br/><em>“Tell us about yourself, Dom.”</em>Logan insisted.<br/><br/><strong>"Well you are already hearing of some. I am student, this is full time job that I am having."</strong>Dom flashed him a smile than plucked a piece of pancake off of his plate and popped it into her mouth. Chewing that up she continued,<strong>"I am also deep under cover spy here to steal secrets of attractive English men."</strong>She laughed and gave him another wink.<strong>"Is this not what all westerners think of Russians? I be serious though. Back home we have two versions of Americans. One is that they are all old bloated sloths and other is that they are from Hollywood but is important to note that all Hollywood types are mid western farm boys with blond hair and pretty blue eyes."</strong>She giggled and shoved her thumb over her shoulder to point back to Jon before covering her mouth while she tried to stifle the giggle.<strong>"But all men from England are seen as James Bond. This is why I think of spy stuff. Tell me truth, Mr Manchester... Are you also spy with double Oh?"</strong>Dom casually helped herself to another piece of Logan's pancake and picked up his coffee cup, blowing gently across the surface of the liquid before taking a sip to wash it down. (That is provided he didn't drop his hand over the cup or something and prevent it from happening.)<br/>