<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/66/5b/da/665bda514da6e094c012e5961e366f4b.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 | Lunch-ish<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa's Outdoor Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bikini from earlier with a simple blue and white striped cover-up (https://www.lulus.com/images/product/xlarge/3068900_595642.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corey | Devon<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As soon as she was spotted by Corey, Grace noticed the surprise on his face. Undoubtedly, it was a pleasant surprise for him to be able to see her so soon after she was pulled away. But, at the same time, he must have been silently wondering about what happened. Grace opted to mime her feelings about the date to Corey. First she sighed, then she rolled her eyes, and finally shook her head, a look of pain etched into her features.<br/><br/>Nevertheless, Corey was just as happy to see her as Grace was to see him. And the freshly grilled burgers, too. He set her at ease by saying she hadn’t been interrupting anything and then introducing her to Devon; his favorite. He laughed at that, even before Grace reacted with a wide eyed, jaw slacked expression. “Your favorite, is he? Absolute favorite? Are you sure about that? Can’t think of anybody else who might be above him just a teensy bit?”<br/><br/>Grace giggled aloud, obviously only giving Corey a hard time. The fact that they could joke with each other and have a laugh together after such a short time was truly a good sign for her. It had been too long since she really laughed with a guy she was also attracted to. In her past, those two things seemed to never go together. The more attractive a guy was, in her experience, the more drama seemed to follow him round.<br/><br/>She was hoping that with Corey, he was one of those pots of gold at the end of the rainbow. Both funny and attractive, without any drama. Was she asking for too much? Perhaps. But her gut told her that she wasn’t. For whatever that was worth. “I’m pleased to meet you properly Devon. I’m Grace, and I suppose I’ve been demoted to second favorite,” she joked, grinning. Devon laughed about it too, suggesting he might steal her boy.<br/><br/>“Maybe your favorite can teach you how to toss stuff onto a grill,” she teased further, setting her plate down and snaking an arm around Corey to hug him sideways. Devon downplayed his efforts with the grilling, but Grace waved a hand at him as if to disregard that. “Oh, nonsense. You’re a cook if you can grill. Regardless, thank you for some proper food. I couldn’t stand another salad.”<br/><br/>Devon went to the task of cleaning off the grill and allowed Grace a moment to speak to Corey. She didn’t whisper to him because that would have made Devon feel like he wasn’t a part of the conversation. She was still loud enough that Devon could hear, despite a softer tone. “That date was probably the worst on Love Island history. I told him straight from the start that I… really like<em>you</em>and wanted to get to know<em>you</em>better. He asked if I needed to leave and I said it was probably for the best.”<br/><br/>She rolled her eyes again, a big sigh escaping her. “Then he basically shouted at me from across the balcony, after he got himself up from the table to leave. I apologized and asked him to sit with me to at least eat lunch and talk. But he said he no longer wanted to. He also called me the ‘problem’ and said that I didn’t deserve to be on the show and neither do you, if we’re not going to go about the process like everyone else.”<br/><br/>It was clear after her concise summary that Grace didn’t much care to speak about it anymore after that. Of course, if Corey asked for more details, she’d share them with him. Flustered and annoyed, Grace huffed out a sigh and went back to dressing her hamburger. She put all the toppings on it and squirted a bit of ketchup onto the meat, then squished the top bun down against it and picked it up for a two handed bite. She groaned in delight at the taste.<br/><br/>Devon mentioned playing a game to kill some time and Grace perked her brows in intrigue. She examined Corey’s expression, licking some ketchup from the corner of her lips. “I’m warning you now, I’m rubbish at athletics.” She chuckled, taking another big bite of her lunch. Devon texted Cleo so that she could join them and Grace grinned. “Not saying I wouldn’t, but isn’t there a rule about not swimming right after you eat?” She held up her burger and looked animatedly worried for a second.<br/><br/>“Right, that’ll be my excuse for when I make us lose.” She laughed, turning to grab her water bottle and sip some refreshing, ice cold water.