<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WWwpV9U.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Delaney Clarke (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011810#msg15011810)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Mina, Nevada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hot Tub<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bikini  (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/98/7f/04/987f04b1a9588d62ee52e7e52dac6582.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one #SingleAF<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark (Logan and Rhonda mentioned) | Open<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>There was a moment where the conversation turned. The pendulum stopped, and the impervious grin faded slowly from her lips like the wisps of steam that had rolled off her skin just a few heartbeats before. She sat in a silence that was deafening, and the quiet sound of their motion in the water felt more distant.<br/><br/><em>“A guy...who is...a nightmare”</em><br/><br/>If only it was that simple…<br/><br/>Mark was just about the furthest thing from a nightmare she’d ever met. He was witty and good-natured, kind, and easy on the eyes.  But he had made a string of monumentally poor decisions that had put him at odds with the world. Well, everyone except for the producers. Jessica was probably eating this with a spoon, this shit was gonna sell.<br/><br/>Delaney listened to every word, and she felt for him. She regretted that she felt so terrible about the whole thing, but it couldn’t be helped.<br/><br/>What she<em>could </em>do was play him straight. No dancing around, no more cat and mouse. A direct answer.<br/><br/>She drew a slow breath and chose her words with consideration.<br/><br/>“Logan kissed me on our breakfast date yesterday.”<br/><br/>It wasn’t a statement that was calculated to get a reaction out of him and she only paused long enough for him to process the context before she continued.<br/><br/>“And then before the date was over, he decided he was going to commit to Rhonda….which...was fine. Is fine.”  She shrugged gently. “It didn’t feel nice, but that’s the game here. He was respectful in the way he told me, and I appreciated that he was honest about it before I invested a lot of time and energy into seeing if that spark would amount to something.”<br/><br/>“But…”<br/><br/>There was a brief pause as she contemplated the best way to say what she needed to without being accusatory.<br/><br/>“When the kiss...kisses...in the competition happened, everything felt less fine. After everything with Logan...then my morning with you...the fact that it was<em>Rhonda </em>being kissed felt...bad.”<br/><br/>Logan’s kiss had felt bad too, but for an entirely separate reason that she wasn’t overly eager to discuss with Mark.<br/><br/>“You’re not a nightmare. It was just one huge fucked up situation.”<br/>