<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, 23:30<br/><strong>Location:</strong>@ the hot tub<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/>He nodded his head in agreement, offering her a smile before standing smoothly and moving to the kitchen without further delay.  He wasn't going to over-analayze why he was feeling what he was feeling regarding Delaney.  He just wanted things to go smoothly and he didn't want to be quite so ashamed of how things went during the competition.<br/><br/>While it took him longer than he would have liked to find everything he needed, soon there were three small saucepans atop the oven and he had emptied the contents of three separate containers into them.  It only took a few minutes for the sauces contained within each saucepan to warm up and the scents of chocolate and caramel filled the air of the kitchen as he worked.  He opened the two paper cones and began placing the fresh churros on a plate, moving swiftly and confidently.  The plate of churros was placed on a tray and shortly thereafter three bowls were placed around the plate.  He took his time pouring each heated sauce into a separate bowl, then pausing to rinse each sauce pan and leaving them in the sink for later.  He reached overhead and pulled down a large champagne flute and placed it on the tray as well as a clean, folded napkin.  He frowned a moment as he looked at the tray...thinking...and then pivoting and returning a few minutes later with a pitcher of cold milk as well as a pitcher of iced water.  Worrying his lower lip a moment with his teeth before exhaling through his nostrils and picking up the tray.<br/><br/>He moved across the yard and made his way to the side of the hot tub once more and settled down onto one knee as he placed the tray next to where she was settled in the hot tub.<br/><br/><em>"Okay...so...Majorcan churros."</em>, he pointed with one finger to a bowl with steaming sauce in it.<em>"Chocolate."</em>, then pointing to another bowl, nearly the same colour as the first but with an orange hue to it.<em>"Spiced chocolate.  It has some kick and the last one is salted caramel."</em>He cleared his throat a moment as he stayed kneeling near the tray.<em>"I also brought you milk and uh...water.  I thought champagne would taste strange with the baked goods."</em>He paused...thinking...<em>"But I can go find some champagne if you'd rather?"</em>