<hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/57/29/9a/57299a7cdac719dd3185308b2f246aa0.jpg)</div><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<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa inside<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See picture<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>James Harding<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>James, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The day before the competition Gwen had been having some small talk with some of the other islanders. It was mostly a relaxing day, swimming, chatting, settling in the hot tub that evening when the sun wasn’t so hot that sitting in hot water would be uncomfortable. James had been a dream. Waking up next to that man had been one of many things she could get used to over the following weeks. She spent each night wrapped up in his arms securely and even after they woke the next morning, he didn’t seem to mind her natural state of being with no make up and her hair sticking out every which direction.<br/><br/>The following day, the competition had people on their toes. A couple girls, literally. While her kiss to Mark was short and sweet, she still couldn’t get over that beard and how it tickled. Gwen was sure she couldn’t kiss him without giggling. James on the other hand would likely be delightful. She was on a mission to get a proper snog, as the natives would put it, before the day was out. James had seemed to be ready for it with how he reacted in the competition. It made butterflies flutter inside her at hearing she is the only girl he wanted to kiss. Even as the day progressed she would smile at the echo of his words in her head.<br/><br/>Now that the competition was done and over she was ready to get some food and find her water bottle. She headed inside and up the stairs to grab her bottle, with her name scripted across it, from beside the bed. Afterwards she started back down the stairs and turned to head to the diary room, only to be surprised by James coming out of it. The blonde gasped in surprise and then blinked as something was wrong. She didn’t say a word, just wrapped her arms around James and held close to him for the time being. Her own time in the diary room would have to wait. It seemed there were other things that needed to be done first.<br/><br/>After a moment, Gwen tilted her head up to look at him and spoke in a near whisper,<strong>”James... are you okay?”</strong><br/><br/>She wasn’t sure what was going on but he seemed upset in a sad sort of way. She was genuinely concerned and wanted to make everything better. It was just one of those things she did for people she cared about. Seeing anyone upset caused her to want to comfort them and tell them its okay, that she is there if they need to rant or just cuddle.Gwen was good at both the listening and the cuddling.<br/><br/><strong>“You wanna go upstairs and talk? Or we can stay down here on the couch if you would feel better doing so.”</strong><br/>