<div class="floatleft">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F55%2Fff%2F94%2F55ff947afff9e9df4b4d00815f299988.jpg&amp;f=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019, late evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>@ Lounge and Bar<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">T-shirt</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/8174-xrHQxL._UX679_.jpg)</div></div>, well-worn jeans,<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Socks</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ik.imagekit.io/overdose/3wisemen/catalog/product/cache/4/small_image/265x320/9df78eab33525d08d6e5fb8d27136e95/s/x/sx-101913_white.jpg)</div></div>,<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Shoes</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0046/5548/0950/products/STEVEMADDEN-CASUAL_ZENO_BLUE-FABRIC_grande.jpg?v=1549480015)</div></div><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open, Delaney<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>It only seemed like two or three eternities after having sent the texts to Delaney when his phone chirped and he snatched his phone off the bar, flipping it over to see if it was her that was responding or it was some manner of life-destroying text from the host of the show.<br/><br/>But it was Delaney and things were good.  Great.  She wasn't exactly super flirtatious.  She wasn't flirtatious at all but she didn't tell him to fuck off and die either.  He was smiling as they began to send some texts back and forth.  She was challenging, a little like how it had been in the morning when he accidentally woke her up.  It was great and he had used this cell phone more in the last five minutes than he'd probably used his personal cell in the last five years.<br/><br/>Each response from her made him feel better and better.  He felt more and more confident about how their talk would go later and then he pushed a little too far and her final text had a decidedly menacing tone.<br/><br/>His hopeful smile was knocked aside and an anxious throng of butterflies swirled about in his abdomen.  He placed his phone face down on the bar once more.<br/><br/><em>"...fuck..."</em>, he spoke softly.<br/><br/>He grimaced and finished his beer...placing it on the bar as he motioned with his other hand for another beer.  Nodding his head in thanks and offering a polite smile that he didn't feel as the replacement beer was put before him.  He bit the inside of his cheek a moment in thought before reaching out to the phone and sending off one last post to Delaney before placing it back on the bar.<br/><br/>He let out a sigh and turned to the nearest camera, looking directly at it as he spoke.<em>"I need some treats...like...ASAP."</em>