<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/VnMGOo9.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Owen Christopher (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>32<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Hamilton, NZ<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dinner date on the beach.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured- Lightweight chocolate-brown slacks, white linen shirt, summer blazer<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Cassie<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney Clark<br/>(http://)<hr/><br/>Owen kept his head up while he worked through the process of removing his socks and shoes, and silently chided himself for not doing the mental work of realizing that it was a<em>beach</em>date, for crying out loud. With the offered glass in his hand, he listened and nodded along knowingly, offering a brief look of what he hoped conveyed empathy when Delaney remarked on the overall success of the day. Discretion on his mind, he decided not to press that topic with her, at least, not right out of the gate.<br/><br/>He didn’t mind that Delany had seen his video. While not wild about being a bit short-sided in terms of information about his companion, at least it meant one of them wasn’t sitting there completely blind to their dinner companion. If anything, he was grateful for a question on a topic dear to his heart, even if it happen to be his profession.<br/><br/>“Well,” he said, the slightest bit of a chuckle coming with the word, “Yes, but, perhaps not as much or at the level as I’d like anymore. I’ve been really lucky though-a couple bids to play for my country, a chance to see a fair deal of Europe, and doing it while I play a game I love dearly.”<br/><br/>Owen picked up his wine and sighed, took a fair sip, and, with the glass still cradled in his left, leaned back a bit in the chair. “But it’s a rough, hard sport. It’s hard on the body. I’ve had more days where I’ve been sore and aching in the last 10 years than not, I’d wager. I still love it, but I know I might be getting to the end of the line.”<br/><br/>His gaze went back to Delaney, his eyes softening a bit. Talking about the start of the end of his career wasn’t a topic he adored, but he also knew he couldn’t ignore it. He also didn’t want to talk further about it with someone he’d just met, fearing he’d either bore her or get a bit too emotional about it. “And you? Forgive me, I don’t have much background on you.” He smirked, “They didn’t let us Day 1 folks peek at any videos, you know.”<br/>