<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/40/e2/8e/40e28e78aa12402cbf2f7ff9727cdb45--angst-book-characters.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Logan Thurston (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006981#msg15006981)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Manchester, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa Competition Area<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This outfit (https://scontent-frt3-2.cdninstagram.com/vp/52161d761f7db450afbdf78b262934e0/5DA65F2F/t51.2885-15/e35/62596829_416297855765698_8777060865849444673_n.jpg?_nc_ht=scontent-frt3-2.cdninstagram.com&se=7&ig_cache_key=MjA3NDk4NzQ5MTIwNDU2OTk5Mg%3D%3D.2)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Rhonda<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Corey & Devon (for a minute) | Rhonda (for longer than a minute)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>After the competition, Logan hurried into the villa to take a quick shower. He wanted a proper one before his time out at lunch, but he didn’t need to have a long think under the shower head, so he hurried it up, just ensuring he was clean before exiting and wrapping a towel round his waist.<br/><br/>He headed to the closet and found a secluded place to dry himself off, before picking out an outfit to wear to lunch. Landing on jeans and a black T-shirt, he got himself dressed properly, then tossed the towel down and out of the way. After slipping some socks on, Logan thought he heard somebody else heading into the bathroom.<br/><br/>Not wanting to follow after, he waited a bit, awkwardly. Then, after he was sure he heard the water, he walked into the bathroom and freshened himself up. After trimming his beard a bit and applying some deodorant, Logan put some of the remaining stuff from his hair stylist into his hair and was ready to get downstairs.<br/><br/>That was when he noticed Corey and Devon. “Oh, hey lads.” He grinned at them both, though his grin seemed to be lacking quite a bit. Like a bulb that wasn’t screwed in all the way and was left to be rather dim. “So, I suppose I lost my shit earlier.” He reached out and in a friendly gesture, patted Devon’s shoulder. “Thanks for keeping me here. I might’ve been kicked right out.”<br/><br/>Logan nodded his appreciation another time. “I really appreciate it.” He let go of Devon and then checked his phone when it chirped. “Ah, you deserve it, mate.” He flashed his phone to Devon, showing a glimpse of the text from Caroline on it. “I voted for you. Glad to see I wasn’t the only one.” He wanted to say he was sorry about Devon’s secret, but it felt like bringing it up was a mistake.<br/><br/>So, he let it go and waved at the guys. “I’m heading out for the lunch thing. I’m too famished to wait for dinner.” He chuckled. “When food is offered, I’m taking!” With that, he walked down the hall and down the stairs, shoved his shoes on and headed outside. After he reached the living room, he peered outside through the sliding glass doors and immediately saw Rhonda lounging on a chair.<br/><br/>Logan took a breath, then stepped through the door and headed over. He had a bit of time before he had to go to his lunch thing, after all. And he supposed he needed to speak with Rhonda. He walked over slowly, not saying anything at first, but just choosing the seat beside her and sitting on it to face her, rather than laying on it to soak in the sun.<br/><br/>He sighed, leaning down and combing a hand through his still partially damp locks. “Sorry,” he muttered. “That game was… brutal.”<br/><br/>He looked up again, hoping to find Rhonda’s eyes looking back at him. “I shouldn’t have lost my shit like I did. But, I just saw your face and maybe I assumed a bit.” Logan sighed again. “Even if you and Mark had a brilliant first date this morning and you wanted to recouple with him, I just… hated how he put you on display like that. Like some fucking game.”<br/><br/>Logan took another breath, shaking his head a bit. “My kiss with Delaney was just for the game,” he reiterated. And he had gotten his guess right, too. Thankfully, that helped to prove his point. “I know what I said about her, and that’s still true…” Logan paused, holding his hand out in an offer for her to place hers there. “I need to know where you stand, Rhonda.”<br/><br/>At that point, Logan realized it was about time for him to go. That, and, he didn't want to put Rhonda on the spot and make her answer right then and there. “Looks like I’ve got to head out now for lunch, but think on it and let me know when I get back. Alright?” From there, Logan stood up and walked round the lawn chairs, then headed out.