<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/PowderBlueCoralPink.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 | Mid Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Restaurant lunch date<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same as picture<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark<br/><br/><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/5a7df8aff6576e8f8c60a567/1533309407149-SU2XFKHJ10U2J7FOKOV7/belmond-la-residencia.jpg?content-type=image%2Fjpeg)</div><br/>Grace waited. It felt like she was waiting for hours, while Mark’s lip disappeared beneath his wiry beard. But, she continued to wait, hanging on the silence that festered and filtered between them. Finally, Mark spoke again, about being transparent.<br/><br/>He gave her a slight speech of sorts, proclaiming that he was not perfect and didn’t even necessarily consider himself to be a good guy. She kept that token stored in the back of her mind, finding it a rather odd thing for someone to admit to a near perfect stranger.<br/><br/>He talked about avoiding social situations in order to also avoid misunderstandings. Grace tilted her head to the side, perplexed. If misunderstandings were so common place for Mark, wouldn’t he consider that maybe the problem was him?<br/><br/>Did he know what he signed up for when he decided to be a part of the Love Island experience? Because if social interaction was a problem… Grace couldn’t fathom how he would last long in the villa. Feeling a surge of pain in her head and an oncoming headache, Grace tried to relax.<br/><br/>Mark was still picking everything apart, making a comment about how she only wanted to talk to him after he was an asshole to her. She blinked, a blank stare overcoming her at the realization that he had completely missed the point.<br/><br/>A sigh left her when Mark said he could deal with first date nerves, but now he was uncomfortable and no longer wanted to give her the chance he berated her for not giving to him. She took a moment, nodding slowly as it was all beginning to sink in. To think, this guy, a matter of moments ago, wanted to date her. Now, he refused to stay in the same room as her.<br/><br/>“Um, wow. Okay, right. So… fine.” Grace was at a bit of a loss, it was clear. “I can see why you’d maybe prefer to avoid social interactions,” she stated, without giving away the reason why. “And for whatever it might be worth at this point… I was trying to make this right. But if you refuse to let me then there’s nothing more I can do.” Her shoulders shrugged.<br/><br/>“I’ll just take the stairs so that we don’t have to run into each other on the way out.” Grace moved back to the table to collect her purse and walked off, not turning back to look at Mark. Once she reached the stairwell and the door shut behind her, she fell against the wall, sank her head into her hands, and let her tears spill.