<div class="floatleft">(https://66.media.tumblr.com/9f6e3a3678c2b7e076a2764cbc8a5f8c/tumblr_nedvcfUwaI1redzfao8_r1_250.png)</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>2 July, 2019 | Early Afternoon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa; Living Room | Outdoor Kitchen<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This outfit plus hat (https://i.pinimg.com/236x/58/21/31/58213160dd903a855985962195a515ab--prince-charming-mens-fashion.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Rhonda<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mark | Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Mark was the viking dude’s name. Logan tried to remember that, even though he looked nothing like a “Mark.” He wasn’t getting any vibes off of the dude, but Logan wasn’t a prat either, he knew that these new arrivals were trying to break couples up, whether they’d admit it or not. Maybe that wasn’t even their intention, but it was the nature of the game, wasn’t it?<br/><br/>He sighed at the fridge when he came up rather empty. Moving on to the pantry, he felt around for the handle because it was all hidden under vines very well, and tugged it open. “So this is where all the junk is!” He grinned ear to ear, immediately reaching for a bag of chips. He tore it open and set it on the counter, then returned to the fridge to pull out a small bowl of salsa.<br/><br/>“It’s not too early for chips and salsa, right? Erm, don’t answer that.” Logan leaned against one of the pillars nearest to the counter. When Mark mentioned that he’d been asked to come in earlier than expected, Logan remembered the text they had all gotten that morning, alerting them all that two of the existing islanders had been removed.<br/><br/>He nodded at that news, figuring that made sense, but not really wanting to open his gob while he was chewing to say so. Logan nodded again when Mark mentioned that the villa was nice. Well, he could attest to that. When Mark responded to the date question it made sense that he wasn’t going for chips too.<br/><br/>“Well, I can point the girls out to you, if you like. I’m sure you’ve seen everybody’s interview questions already, right? Unless you have an eidetic memory I doubt you remember anyone’s name, though. So, who struck your fancy based on their answers?” Logan’s brows perked when he realized that Mark would be going on his first date in about an hour. “They’re really tossing you into the deep end, huh?”<br/><br/>Logan scooped another chip into the salsa and began looking around the backyard at who was already there. Mark made a quip about how three dates was a lot more than he was used to, which made Logan laugh. He waited until he was done with his food though, thankfully. “Hard to believe, bro. The only way that’s true is if you’re too busy eating trays of lunch meat and lifting barbells over your head all day.” He was obviously joking, but made it more clear by chuckling lightheartedly.<br/><br/>“Anyway, girls! What’s your type? Or who d’you already fancy?”