<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WWwpV9U.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Delaney Clarke (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011810#msg15011810)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Pansexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Mina, Nevada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | Night<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hot Tub<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Bikini  (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/98/7f/04/987f04b1a9588d62ee52e7e52dac6582.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one #SingleAF<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark | Open<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>The subtle aroma of warm chocolate preceded him and for a fraction of a second the excitement broke through the seriousness and she allowed herself a smile in earnest. She turned at first, and moved his hat out of the way to allow him to set the tray on the ledge next to her. The treat comment had been a joke, and a challenge. No way had she expected him to come through, but clearly she’d underestimated the man.<br/><br/>Her smile faded but didn’t disappear completely and she stood from her seat to pour some of the milk into the champagne flute.<br/><br/>“First…” she started, glancing between him and the glass. “I’m tired of champagne.”<br/><br/>Never had she drank so much champagne in such a short period of time. It had seemed nice and novel at first but for tonight the milk and cold water were perfect additions.<br/><br/>“Second…this is lovely, thank you. I’m suitably impressed.”<br/><br/>Milk poured, her attention focused upon him completely.<br/><br/>“And finally...are you coming in, or am I getting out?”<br/>