<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/SaFOou4.jpg)</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>2 July, 2019 | Morning prior to dates.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Dressing Room<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>White towel<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one #SingleAF<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Gwen, Cleo | Open<br/><hr/><br/>Delaney was using her predisposition for efficiency to best effect. As she allowed the moisturizer to soak in she made quick use of her hair dryer just long enough to smooth things out. Her choice of a ponytail, however elegantly it was executed, was in the interest of a polished look without a huge time investment.<br/><br/>As Cleo entered the dressing room Delaney hastily swept her hair back and secured it with an elastic, two or three bobby pins held casually between her lips as she murmured an enthusiastic “Hello” in return.<br/><br/>Her fingers worked a strand of hair into place to hide the tie and though she was still looking in the mirror and busy pinning she seemed happy to continue the conversation.<br/><br/>“Cleo, is it?” she glanced quickly from the mirror to her fellow islander and smiled.  “I’m Delaney, it’s nice to meet you officially.”<br/><br/>The third bobby pin in place she carefully twisted a few hot rollers into her ponytail.<br/><br/>“Well, I didn’t share a bed so that wasn’t awkward...but it was a little toasty out on the patio. Not in a nice way...” she laughed softly and offered a casual shrug.<br/><br/>“Sometimes I’ll do full coverage if I need a particularly glamorous look, but I feel like it’s going to be too hot here to do it often.”<br/><br/>It was already hot enough to resist the idea of makeup altogether, though Cleo seemed to know what she was up to. Delaney looked past the mirror long enough to consider an honest opinion before offering it up.<br/><br/>“I think you look lovely, Cleo. No false eyelashes necessary. Besides, I bet they would have been an utter pain in the ass with the weather as hot and sticky as it is. What do you think?”<br/><br/>She was smoothing a few flyaways as Gwen entered and offered her the same warm smile and welcome she had Cleo.<br/><br/>“Good morning, Gwen. It’s nice to meet you.”<br/><br/>The dates. That’s where it all came crashing down, wasn’t it?  It wasn’t as though she had malicious intent, but ruining someone else’s day was just a natural result of her arrival. Her smile took on an almost sheepish slant.<br/><br/>“Logan, a new arrival named Thalia, and Owen.”<br/><br/>Delaney rummaged through a small makeup bag and grabbed some tinted sunscreen before squeezing a generous amount onto her fingertips.<br/><br/>“So Cleo you’re couples with Devon..and Gwen, you’re with James...is that right?”<br/>