<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/ggDY06q/devon-daniels-8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devon Daniels (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15007879#msg15007879)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>New York City<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>July 3rd, 6pm<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Rooftop Terrace Bar and Grill<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black T-Shirt with Kiuas Spirit of Ukko album art (https://www.soundi.fi/wp-content/uploads/old/soundi/record_review/Kiuas_The+Spirit+Of+Ukko_1652.jpg), Sunglasses (https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/bDwAAOSw2gxYrZs7/s-l300.jpg), Jeans, Black leather belt, Boots<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong><del>Cleo Balleta</del>Whelp, not anymore<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corey<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The mobile phone beeped after Corey had sat down, a notification that would typically go ignored when out with company. However, without Cleo there any longer, the odds of it being an insignificant text were low. He'd already gotten some important messages from Caroline that day, though he wasn't eager for another one so soon after the last. Reaching into his pocket he pulled it free, nodding his head as Corey recounted the current group without a pairing. Giving it a quick scan, he had to chuckle and shake his head. Just as he was complaining about the constant presence of Spanish food, here the rest of the Villa was getting pizza. "Guess we should have stuck around," he said with an amused sigh.<br/><br/>Strategy, huh? He took the glass to his lips, giving it a slight sip of the local whiskey. It was... alright, but his brow furrowed. Not one of his favorites, that was for certain. He held it out towards Corey a moment, then paused.<br/><br/>"Hrm, was gonna offer you a sip of mine, but beer before liquor, never been sicker..." His face looked ponderous for a moment, having had to clean up his share of sick from the Thrashers bathroom floor over the years. At some point you got good at spotting who needed a babysitter to monitor their alcohol intake, though such people were always the least willing to follow advice on such matters. Then again, the producers were doing everything they could to make sure no one on the show got truly blitzed, so he left the glass between the two of them in case Corey wanted to try growing some hair on his chest.<br/><br/>"I dunno about strategy," he said, turning back to the discussion as he lifted the Maker's Mark in his hand. "I mean, if I wanna stay in this game, I clearly gotta pair up with someone, right? Unfortunately, I don't have much of an idea of the other women aside from Grace, who I am not at all going to step in on. You guys are a blast together." He lifted the menu in his other hand, eyes scanning the document once more to figure out just what it was he wanted.<br/><br/>"I got to talk with Gwen and James a bit in the hot tub last night with Cleo," Devon said, "and they seem like a pretty tight pair as well, so not intruding on that."<em>Even if she is rocking that body like a mosher in the pit of an Overkill concert,</em>he thought to himself. He took a sip of the Maker's Mark. "I had a decent chat with Delaney today. I like her wit, she doesn't get offended easily, punches back. Might gun for her but there's the chance another guy beats me to it, y'know?"<br/><br/>He set the whiskey glass down, waving for a server's attention. "Red made a scene of skipping over me on that first night, so I dunno what she's even thinking. Sam might be cool, but I can't exactly get a handle on her either. She started gunning right for you, yeah?" As the server approached, Devon lifted the menu and pointed to a line. "Yes, can I get the Croquetas de Pollo, por favor?" The server nodded and took Devon's menu before turning to Corey for his food order. Devon took another sip of his drink as the younger guy made his choice, and then set his glass down.<br/><br/>"It might have helped if I had been paying better attention during the women's portion of the secrets, but aside from Glitter-Vag and Cleo's five minutes of stardom in the porno industry I'm not really sure I recall anything." He shrugged. "Understandably distracted, y'know?" He ran a hand through his hair with a sigh.<br/><br/>"I guess I could always just eeny-meeny-miny-moe it." He gave Corey a chuckle, then leaned back and sank into the cushion of his seat.