<div class="floatleft">(https://www.inthefrow.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/5G5A5279.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 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach date; breakfast<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This outfit (https://www.inthefrow.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/5G5A5240.jpg) and these wedges (https://www.lulus.com/images/product/xlarge/3112840_628182.jpg?w=560)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JJ<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Grace woke up that morning with Corey beside her. Naturally so, since they were a couple. But, it still felt a little surreal to wake up next to him. Especially without any makeup on. She blinked at the sunlight that started to stream in through the very sheer curtain, wiping the excess sleep from her lashes while she turned over and stretched. It took a great deal of effort, but she tried her hardest not to wake Corey up when she shifted out of the bed and collected her phone, then made her way to the bathroom.<br/><br/>Once there, she went through her usual morning routine. First, she brushed her teeth and swished some mouthwash around in her mouth, then pinned her hair back with a stretchy headband and started lathering her face with a morning scrub. After washing the soap off, she moisturized, and then made her way into the showers after collecting her little waterproof bag of shower essentials. When she was finishing with her shower, she heard the notorious tweeting sound of a text message coming through.<br/><br/>“Oh, bollocks. Is that mine?” She asked to no one in particular. Hurrying through the rest of her shower, she shut off the water and fetched a towel to dry herself off with, before wrapping it around her body and stepping out, steam still clinging to her shiny skin. With a small sigh of contentment, she walked to the counter where her phone was resting and checked it. Sure enough, there was a new text message there. Her heart sank and fluttered all at once. It was from JJ, the new arrival with the loads of tattoos. The quintessential bad boy type.<br/><br/>Grace wrinkled her nose slightly, thinking instantly of Corey and how he’d handle the news. Her thumbs twitched before she thought up a response, then deleted it, and rewrote a new one. The first reply she was going to write out sounded too… robotic and distant. She wanted to at least sound excited to be chosen. Even if JJ wasn’t the type of guy she was looking for in the minute. Oh well, she thought, at least it was a chance to get out and have a proper date. She only wished the guy joining her would be Corey instead.<br/><br/>After she finished dressing, putting on her makeup and doing her hair, Grace had to race out of the villa. She may have even been a bit late, but no one gave her any lip about it, thankfully. The Jeep took her to the beach, where JJ was already waiting for her to arrive. During the ride, she took a moment to send Corey a text. Once there, she stepped out and adjusted the strap of her small, navy purse, taking a moment to straighten out her long skirt and dust herself off, as it were. Once she felt a bit more ready, she walked the path to the beach.<br/><br/>It was a lovely set up, with a table that was facing the ocean and already set with plenty of breakfast items. Grace approached JJ and gave him a warm, polite smile. “Well, this looks brilliant.” She admitted, setting her purse down so that the strap hung over the corner of the seat. “I’m absolutely starving, are you?” She inquired, before making her way around and nearing her seat. “By the way, thanks for picking me for breakfast. I sometimes forget to eat it, but I do so love breakfast foods.” She giggled, already sensing that she was talking too much.