<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/xmMHqHK.jpg)</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>2 July, 2019, evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>very exquisite restaurant #BlownBudget #GoBigOrGoHome<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>hopes and dreams<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://www.telegraph.co.uk/content/dam/Travel/Destinations/Europe/Spain/Majorca/tast-club-palma-restaurants-interior.jpg?imwidth=450)</div>Transitioning on to the dance floor with Mark was smooth as butter. He pulled her in, held her with proper form, or as proper as he could given that he was over a foot taller. He asked if she trusted him. She did. And together they glided into dance, she was ready to follow his lead.<br/><br/>The band played well together, she didn't know if it was rehearsal or experience. Hard to tell with a whole production company orchestrating the night. Were they locals or flown in for the show? Either way she was impressed with the clean sound and of course at how the cameras more often than not disappeared from view. Almost like they were alone in the restaurant. It was disarming and probably why she had been so candid with her feelings earlier.<br/><br/>Elsa talked a little as they first got into position,<strong>"Let's do this."</strong>She smiled.<strong>"Don't worry about asking about my ex. It's an obvious topic of conversation. I'm just ready to move on with my life. I've been ready and waiting for awhile."</strong>