<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/1Cm55so.jpg?2)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Owen Christopher (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002076#msg15002076)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>32<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Straight<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Hamilton, NZ<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>4 July, 2019, Evening- Post competition<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Villa backyard -- Firepit area and back towards the house<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured with dark khaki shorts<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Elsa<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa (mentioning)/Open<br/><br/>Owen had just tossed Elsa’s thrown bikini top back onto what was about to become their shared bed when the text message beeped through on his mobile. A meaty paw reached down onto the bedside table and picked it up to read. Quickly, a smile curled his lips as he read Caroline’s instructions and paired them with Elsa’s stated interest in going on the date.<br/><br/><strong>“Well, we’re in luck, because I just got the info we needed to get out of here for a night,”</strong>Owen said to her before tossing his phone back on the bed and working at stowing a few items in an overnight bag. He’d been prepared for the possibility of the date in advance, so already had several items packed, but had held off on fully putting his toothbrush and other toiletries in the bag until he’d been sure Elsa was game for the night away from the villa. Nothing would have been more embarrassing to Owen than having to come back to the shared sleeping space and<em>unpack</em>his stupid bag.<br/><br/>With the bag slung over his shoulder, he made a motion for Elsa to lead the way out of the bedroom and out to the waiting Jeep. To the back of her head, he finally answered the question that she’d hung in the air. “<strong>Elsa, I stepped forward for you on Day 1, and I made you my first choice today. Of course I’m sure I’d like to give this a try.” </strong><br/><br/>The Jeep was indeed waiting for them. When they reached it, the driver hopped out and took their bags while Owen helped Elsa up into the back of the vehicle before pulling himself up to join her.<br/><br/>The drive to the resort was short, but gave them a few minutes to converse. “<strong>For what it’s worth, I’m sorry to hear you’ve had such bad luck with the men in your life, Elsa,” </strong>he said as they wound down the narrow streets to the resort’s front entrance. Cameras were following them in trail cars, and a pair of smaller ones hung from the crossbar of the Jeep.<strong>“But, don’t worry about my feelings based on stuff that happened the first few days we were here. It was completely nuts trying to get our feet under us, and it’s not like there was time to think stuff through before making selections.”</strong><br/><br/>The Jeep eased to a stop in front of the resort, and Owen hopped out first, then offered a hand to Elsa to help her down. She was surely strong and agile enough to get herself down, but Owen wasn’t inclined to leave her hanging.<br/><br/>Out back, on the balcony overlooking the ocean, the lovely scene Caroline had snapped in the text message came into view. It was indeed stunning and picturesque.<strong>“Well, alright then,”</strong>Owen said to nobody in particular before turning his attention to Elsa. “I suppose we’d best find ourselves a place to sit where we can see the sun come down, don’t you think?” As if answering his own question, he started down the steps from the upper decking to the lower one, like a puppy too eager to see what else was out there to see.<br/><br/>Of course, they had their pick of tables-the whole restaurant was set aside for them that evening as a part of the taping. The sea air, crisp and clean, hit his nostrils as he made his way to a table along the railing. He smiled broadly at the fit blonde and called out over the light crash of the waves,<strong>“This one looks perfect, don’t you think?”</strong>