<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, morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach date scene type locale thing<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Dark, linen shorts (navy),<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">linen shirt</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://proxy.duckduckgo.com/iu/?u=https%3A%2F%2Fs-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com%2F736x%2F81%2Fa8%2F87%2F81a88772eb0095f066dedc2b2624e1f0.jpg&amp;f=1)</div></div>, sandals<br/><br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>No one as yet<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Rhonda<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>The whole separate jeeps things still grated on him.  Yes.  It had actually been nice to have separate jeeps for his date with Grace but at the end of the date with Elsa.  It would have been nice to keep talking to her in the jeep on the way back to the villa.  He had a pretty broad range for date success at this point so he wasn't sure where Rhonda was going to fall.  Ideally closer to Elsa than Grace.  If it was a gong show like Grace's date then maybe the problem really was him and not Grace?<br/><br/>Something to consider...he thought, his brow furrowed as he stepped out of the jeep.  Pausing to thank the driver and give him a smile and thumbs up  before making his way towards the layout for the date.  It was nicer than he had anticipated.  The view was stunning and he was grateful that the heat hadn't started to hammer down on him yet, this early in the day.  Although he did dress smarter this time.  He recalled a text he had received from Gina on his first layover at the airport on the way here.<br/><br/><strong>BUY LINEN CLOTHES 4 THE HEAT OTHERWISE U WIL DIE</strong><br/><br/>He had pursed his lips...frowning as he responded, his thumbs moving over the virtual keyboard on his phone.<br/><br/><strong>How do you know I don't already have some linen outfits?</strong><br/><br/>His phone chirped with a response far more quickly than he had expected...like...really fast.  How does someone text so fast?<br/><br/><strong>BECAUSE UR AN IDIOT HONEY U DONT HAVE LINEN CLOTHES AND THATS PROBABLY THE 1ST TIME U EVR SAID THE WORD OUTFIT</strong><br/><br/>He frowned at his phone.<em> "Totally not true..."</em>, he growled.<em>"I say outfit all the time."</em>He looked up from his phone, noticing that the guy sitting next to him was giving him an odd look for talking to his phone.  Mark gave him a small, awkward smile before standing to go look at the boutiques in the airport...<br/><br/>He was a fan of the nearby ocean.  As much as California drilled holes in his soul, he couldn't deny the attraction that was the nearby ocean.  Part of what he liked about being in the forest was the feeling of scale he felt.  He was small.  So small and the forest absolutely did not care about him.  There were some forests that were welcoming...and some that felt...well...threatening.  No other way to describe it really.  An energy that he felt ... which he hoped didn't make him seem too flakey.<br/><br/>The ocean was a whole new level of that.  In fact...what he really felt from the ocean was a whole new level of aggression.  If you were in the ocean...or on it...and if you had not been smashed to pieces or drowned it was only because the ocean was allowing it...or had failed to notice you...yet.  He really liked that.  Once again it went back to feeling small and barely noticeable.  There was liberation in that feeling of unimportance.<br/><br/>He settled into a crouch on the beach.  His back to the "sand couches" and the layout the show had provided.  Resting his forearms on his knees and just looking out over the ocean and the surrounding panorama.  Just soaking in the moment as he waited for Rhonda to arrive.