<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/YlYXKf1.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002936#msg15002936)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Stockholm, Sweden<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | 6pm'ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa outdoor sofa by the gym<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>hopes and dreams<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Grace | Open... on the bench of broken hearts<br/><strong>Mood</strong>:  Halsey - Bad at Love (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xdYFuCp3m9k)<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><div class="floatright">(https://tellymix.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2016/05/love-island-2016-s2-villa-10.jpg)</div>Having a mouthful of pizza didn't stop Elsa from snuffling. She felt stupid and could only assume that right now one of the cameras was probably zoomed in with 4k ultra HD picture quality on her every tear drop. She was staring at her wine glass and really wanted to take a drink as she tried to choke down the half a slice of pizza that she had just stuffed into her mouth. That's when Grace came up from behind her and sat down next to her on the white cushioned seat. Elsa reached out and scooped up a bright orange throw pillow to make more room for her to sit close. Elsa cradled the pillow in front of her, hugging it for comfort. With a free hand she half covered her mouth and held up the one moment finger as she chewed on her cud like some bovine. Chewing just a little more she was finally able to take a sip of wine. Her cheeks still stuffed like a squirrel's. If only she could lay some eggs and oink like a pig, she figured she could just about cover the whole gamut of rural countryside farm.<br/><br/><strong>"It wafn't uf...</strong>" Elsa tried to get out, her mouth still full. Yes, the stuffing of her face had definitely been a mistake. She chuckled a little at herself as she tried to chew some more and take another sip of wine to wash more down.<strong> "Sorry.. It wasn't you."</strong>She mashed her hand against her cheekbone wiping away some of the tear stains.<strong>"I've been alone since day one in this place and everything is starting to get to me..."</strong>Words tumbled out between chews and sips of wine. Yes.. far to much pizza in her mouth.<strong>"Sorry... Tried to eat all my pizza at once... It's just that... It was really hard being in here the first night alone. This definitely is not how I pictured the whole experience going."</strong>She rubbed her forehead for a moment.<strong>"The whole trying to let go of expectations and just let the experience happen is not always as easy to do as it is to say it that is for sure. I came into this place as a big sort of goodbye to my ex. Now he's probably laughing at me... That's a head trip right there. And I had a date with Mark last night that went okay most of the night but than he just totally rejected me. Thought we were having this really great night and suddenly I felt like the ugly duckling. I mean I guess I knew it was going sideways because he was so tight lipped about anything personal. He just wasn't opening up really.... I mean I didn't think to much of it. It stung a little but I thought maybe I was over reacting. I was trying to remain optimistic and hopeful. And today at the challenge he scoffed at me like I was some sort of joke... I don't know what he was thinking but after being here for all these days and having him do that. It just gutted me... I've never been so mugged off before. Been feeling so alone all day after that happened... And to repeat, this isn't your fault but the tension between you and Sam... and... and... "</strong>She looked around, thought better of saying it too loud so she scooted her bottom closer over to Grace to whisper conspiratorially.<strong>"And I think River was hitting on me?"</strong>Elsa sighed.<strong>"I panicked. I hope I didn't hurt her feelings. It was just that the tension, the unexpected flirting, feeling so alone and isolated. I started to feel like I was having some sort of bad acid trip. Not that I have any idea what that feels like but it was just all surreal and my heart sort of dropped... My heart started racing and it felt like a panic attack was coming on. I just had to get out. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel like it was you or anything... I'm babbling a lot for someone that doesn't speak English as a first language I really need to stop talking to much."</strong>She dropped her head down as her drew her knees up in front of her, head resting on top of her knees the mass of blond hair falling around around her legs. She pressed her cheek to her knee and looked sideways over at Grace apologetically.<strong>"That was a lot. Sorry."</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>