<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/NINTCHDBPICT000501887672.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Corey (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15009035#msg15009035)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>London, UK<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>1 July, 2019, Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Backyard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured (https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bd/NINTCHDBPICT000501887672.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Grace<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Grace<br/><br/><hr/>In Corey’s mind, the worst of his revelations was behind him, and that suddenly made the young Islander feel more relaxed than he had since he jumped off the Jeep.  Granted, he was not thinking about the fact that he would be sharing a bed with a nearly complete stranger, in a room of nearly complete strangers all doing the same thing, or the fact that he was surrounded by a large group of beautiful people in what was likely increasingly skimpy outfits, who would be feeling pressure both internal and external to start hooking up.  No, Corey was just thinking that he had dropped the worst bit he had to share, so it should be smooth sailing from here on out, or at least until the UK voted him home for being boring.<br/><br/>“Certainly you’ve got your work cut out for you.  Don’t let my trim physique fool you, I am an utter fiend for the sweets.  And I am not easy to impress either!”  Corey laughed, although only one of those two things was completely true.  Something told him that Grace would not be bringing up baking on national TV if she didn’t think she had some skills in that regard.  Unless she was angling for one of those “Worst Cooks” shows next.  It was safe to say at least some of the people in this season, whether they lasted or not, would be seen again on some sort of reality TV.  That was always how it worked, wasn’t it?  There were only so many beautiful people in the world willing to make fools of themselves to win a years wages.<br/><br/>“As for getting messy…well, I am not saying it's not<em>possible</em>.”  Corey went on, his eyes inadvertently scanning down to where Grace was dressed perfectly, her hair perfectly done and everything matching wonderfully.  “But you have to admit that it is a stretch to imagine.  I guess we’ll have a few weeks to see!”  Reaching across, Corey picked up his own margarita, just bringing it to his lips when Grace mentioned what their families might think, and that thought had him taking a huge gulp of his drink.  “Well, yeah.” He croaked around the tequila’s burn.  “I didn’t tell my fam anything more than I was heading south on a vaca.  I can only imagine my dad’s reaction when someone brings it up at work.  My ma will love it though, and my Gran will get a right chuckle.”<br/><br/>Shaking his head, Corey set his drink down as Grace discussed her relationships.  Nodding his head once the liquid was safe on the table, why was he moving his head this much?!, Corey couldn’t decide if Grace’s response was good or bad for him.  Clearly she didn’t, or hadn’t, gone in for anything long term, but that also meant she didn’t have any strings attached either.  More to come, he supposed.  Her last bit though, had Corey barking out a laugh loud enough to carry.  “Oof, we’ll that’s a treat then.  I am not sure how I’d do under pressure.  Other than you know, constant scrutiny, a gaggle of muscled up blokes to contend with, and who knows what tricks that Caroline will devise.  That’s all for granted, of course.”  He grinned.<br/><br/>It was exceptionally easy to joke around with Grace, or at least as he spent more time doing it, it sure seemed to.  He could only hope the rest of his interactions with the other Islanders went as well, but for tonight he wanted to concentrate on just the one.   As they continured their meals, the conversation ebbed and flowed, and as the sun dipped closer and closer to the horizon, Corey felt his eyes getting heavy.<br/><br/>"What a day.  I am absolutely knackered.   I think I am going to grab a hot shower now, before i have to share, and i guess I'll…ah…see you in bed then."  Feeling that might be the most awkward thing ever said between man and woman, Corey made a quick exit for the showers, his thinking to be as clean as was possible before sharing a bed with Grace for the first time.<br/><br/><br/>