<hr/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/57/29/9a/57299a7cdac719dd3185308b2f246aa0.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Gwendolyn "Gwen" Stanford (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15004673#msg15004673)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>20 yrs old<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Atlanta, GA, USA<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3, July 2019 - Afternoon (before the “Half” snog with James)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa pool<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See picture<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>James Harding<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark, Sam, (Mentioning James), Open<br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/><br/>When Sam yelled out at Mark calling him Paul Bunyan, the young female laughed a little as she was righting herself from under the float. The float had gotten her, so she was a little embarrassed. Anytime Gwen got embarrassed she was known to make a joke to take away from the fact that she was having a blonde moment or two. She laughed as Mark made a joke about her drinking toward drowning and she gave him a sheepish smile.<br/><br/><strong>”I’m okay.. she didn’t get me too bad, more that you all had to see that.”</strong><br/><br/>She was then thrilled that he had changed up the subject.<br/><br/><em>Time is almost up?</em><br/><br/>What did he mean by that. She was at a loss about what he was talking about. Somewhere along the way Gwen had lost the fact that there would be a recoupling soon. If there was a text out she had missed it. If it was chattering about the villa she hadn’t heard it yet. She heard bits and pieces but it wasn’t all pieced together. Now that he had mentioned something about it she had perked up in interest and a slight worry, though she was pretty sure she was safe with James. They had clicked, zinged as it were. Gwen was interested in getting to know him more. She liked him and knew there was time for them to possibly see where it was going. She could see herself letting her walls down completely and just taking a chance on him.<br/><br/>And there she went again. Thinking of James while she was supposed to be talking to others. It was a good idea to make friends with everyone, she felt. It would just make everything easier in there and if anyone had the sole choice of booting someone off the island, she didn’t want James or herself chosen.<br/><br/><strong>”Excuse my slang ignorance but .... Bint? What’s that?”</strong>