<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/LvAWGgg.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Rhonda Bouchard (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006713#msg15006713)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>22<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Montreal, Quebec, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Lunch date with JJ<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Off-white two-piece string bikini, black floral pattern romper with a deep V, beaded leather dress sandals<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JJ, mentions Logan, Mark, Delaney<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Sitting there in the back of a jeep, Rhonda had a bit of time to reflect on her madness of a morning. More specifically, she could sit there and think about how a morning that she intended to spend with Logan turned so topsy-turvy. It started off with his absolutely mental idea of a reasonable wake up time. They were practically on vacation, dammit. How does one wake up so early? Did he even work out? Did he go around and take stock of the other villa residents? Did he just have to let go of some gas since they weren't quite there yet in their relationship?<br/><br/>Relationship.<br/><br/>They weren't really in a relationship. They were coupled together, as Love Island would describe the pair, but they weren't truly in a relationship. The two of them had dinner, learned more of each other through a cute little game, and eventually slept in the same bed. That's a children's sleepover, if you discount the knowing glances the two exchanged, among other things. Rhonda had planned to continue their game pool side after they had scrounged up breakfast. She was still owed fifteen questions! Instead, he was invited to breakfast with a drop dead gorgeous girl in Delaney, leaving her to wallow in her own sadness over a cup of coffee. Alright, not quite.<br/><br/>JJ, in perhaps more romantic terms than the gesture deserves, rescued Rhonda from her pit of despair by inviting her out to a lunch date. It was by this invitation that the Asian girl figured that the newcomers were allowed the privilege of selecting dates for the day. She could be wrong, but Love Island isn't that hard to figure out on the surface. Still, being in this vehicle on the way to a date wasn't ideal for Rhonda. There were grandiose plans to walk about the villa property, maybe play some games and have some pleasant competition between her and Logan to work off their first meal of the day. Instead, they were spending more time apart.<br/><br/>There was some comfort in knowing that the breakfast date between Delaney and Logan didn't stretch any further than that. That is if you ignore how little time it takes to make a real impression - especially when one's time spent on Love Island hinges on whether or not you are standing beside someone at the next coupling. Rhonda wondered if Logan would dive head first into any opportunity that Delaney presented to him, then shook the thought out of her head. That wasn't exactly fair if she was going to be having lunch with another person herself today and another at breakfast tomorrow. Even if she wasn't, she didn't own him, not by a long shot. Rhonda flattened her lips at the prospect of upsetting Logan while at the same time thinking that he had no obligation to her, either. This experience was going to get harder long before it gets easier.<br/><br/>The jeep crept up to its destination, only bringing Rhonda back from her own soul searching journey once it came to a complete stop. Beach and sand she expected, but the sight of the most serene blue gently crashing against the shore, a seemingly handmade wooden shelter with a gorgeous looking spread underneath it (at least from where she sat in the jeep), and a spectacularly tattoed man sat by it all were surprises. Stepping out from the vehicle, Rhonda closed the door behind her and turned to look at it, expecting it to just drive off. She could see the cameraman looking skeptical through the window, the quirked brow he was wearing essentially telling her to get on with it. Hands were raised in defeat and she turned back to the shelter and her awaiting date. And a whole other expectant production crew. She'll get used to it all. Hopefully.<br/><br/>Rhonda looked down at the sand before her as she walked, lest she be surprised by a giant rock or a puddle of water. Sand gave way to a boardwalk, making the girl look up to catch JJ in the eyes. They were nearly as captivating as Logan's. They could be just as if it wasn't for the tattoos distracting a tad. Maybe that was the idea?<br/><br/>"JJ, yeah?" Rhonda offered her lunch date a lazy bow, then stood up straight and winked at him. "I would have been earlier but, you know, island traffic is awful this time of day." She glanced over at the television crew she walked by earlier, but was sure the look was only obvious to her would-be date. "I bet they've been giving you updates, anyway."