<div class="floatleft">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2Foriginals%2F55%2Fff%2F94%2F55ff947afff9e9df4b4d00815f299988.jpg&amp;f=1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mark Watson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15011290#msg15011290)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>26<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Hetero<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019, early...early morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside villa - by daybeds<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Slim legged athletic pants, no shirt,  red compression socks and running shoes, red ball cap turned backwards Logo on Front (https://smokejumper.ca/assets/uploads/2016/10/parattack-logo.png)<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Written on back</div><div class="spoiler_body">Crew 7 - Bricks</div></div><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Delaney<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>"I'm the one asking the questions here." , was her initial response and he bit his lower lip to keep from grinning a little too much.<br/><br/>He still had not moved from where he was on one knee in front of the day bed.  Seemingly, her bed.<br/><br/>She did get to the actual reason why she was sleeping outside and he could say that he wasn't a fan of that.  She should have the chance to sleep inside like everyone else.  Being forced to sleep outside...no matter how nice it might be...it should be a choice.  He frowned a moment as he thought about it and decided then and there that he was going to try to fix it for her for the following night.<br/><br/><br/>He turned from her a moment, frowning in thought as she shared with him that she wasn't in a couple.  Grace had said only Elsa and Samantha were single.  Logan had said only Elsa was single and didn't expand on anything about Delaney except to go silent and day dream some.   Something was definitely...up.<br/><br/>He shrugged slightly as he finished tying his first shoe.  Speaking in a slightly loud whisper, it coming out of him like a low rumble.<br/><br/><em>"Maybe if you let people ask more questions they might not treat you like a pariah?  Maybe if you were nicer to the people that wake you up before dawn?"</em>, he whispered to her in as matter-of-fact a tone as he could muster as he tied his second shoe.<br/><br/>He looked back to her and lifted his eyebrows slightly...before eventually giving her a conciliatory smile.<br/><br/><em>"Listen.  I'm really sorry.  I'm just going to be over at the weights...but I'm not using the weights.  You won't even hear me.  I promise."</em>