<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/PowderBlueCoralPink.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006958#msg15006958)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Brighton, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Mid Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Restaurant lunch date<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as picture<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/5a7df8aff6576e8f8c60a567/1533309407149-SU2XFKHJ10U2J7FOKOV7/belmond-la-residencia.jpg?content-type=image%2Fjpeg)</div><br/>Grace pulled her phone out while she still had a few moments to spare and took a picture of the view. It automatically saved to her Love Island library, briefly making her wonder if all of her saved images would be uploaded to the cloud later for her to save to her personal phone’s library. Certainly, she wanted to remember the things that she was taking pictures of.<br/><br/>She sent the picture to Corey in a quick text message along with some simple words.<br/><br/>The sound of someone approaching made her click her phone off straight away, before she turned to look at the source of sound. Mark was there, wearing a bit less clothing than before, and observing the same view as she was. Only his view had her in it. He called it beautiful - the view - and Grace smiled warmly. “It really is.”<br/><br/>He had pulled out her chair for her, so Grace took it as a cue for her to move closer. There were menus on the set table already, along with two glasses of ice water. But Grace felt like she had only just recently had breakfast. How hungry she was for lunch at this point remained to be seen. Then again, the cameras weren’t really interested in the meal they were eating.<br/><br/>The crew got into positions all around them, some cameramen hovering, others pulling chairs up and setting cameras down on tables. They kept the angle of the wide view largely untouched so that it would look as picturesque on the telly as it did in person. Or close enough, anyway. “I wonder how high up we are,” she casually mentioned, scooting her chair closer to the table.<br/><br/>She placed her bag down at one end of the table then picked up the menu and started to peruse. After a moment of a lull, she picked her head up and looked at Mark earnestly, a bit of a sigh escaping her. “I’m sorry, look, I know that you’re new and you probably don’t know, and maybe it doesn’t matter in the end of all of this…” Grace took a moment to steady her breaths.<br/><br/>“But I am coupled up with someone who I actually genuinely like. Which I’ve been finding is a bit rare here.” Grace looked a bit relieved after saying it out loud. Her gaze fell away from Mark. “This isn’t very fair to you. It wasn’t very fair to JJ either, who took me out on a breakfast date this morning.” She wrinkled her nose slightly, looking out at that view again. “I’m sorry for wasting one of your dates.”