<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/4d/64/9c/4d649c730948b077c5037b4fe041903c--girls-with-tattoo-tattooed-girls.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Amelia Cadwell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289260.msg14209311#msg14209311)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>25<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual (maybe questioning)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Same dress as picture and simple nude flip flops - discarded<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day one - midmorning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entering Paradise<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone  ::)<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Amelia’s brow perked at Axel, something sparking her curiosity. He was intriguing, even if he couldn’t keep from staring at the other pairs of tits that started to approach. “Well, if I were setting you up, I couldn’t admit as much now could I?” She rhetorically asked, only to chuckle darkly and hold her hands up, as if to signal her innocence. “I promise, I just think you should have it because it’s fair.”<br/><br/>Sienna was quick to take Axel’s side, which immediately put the girl on Amelia’s radar.<em>‘She’s the type to throw you under the bus and then tell the bus driver to throw it in reverse.’</em>Amelia’s thoughts only played a minor role in her expression, which shifted too subtly to truly notice. Before long, another woman approached, a redhead who ordered a sex on the beach.<br/><br/>Amelia rolled her eyes at the drink order, and Axel’s compliment to her choice of beverage. “Seems pretty cliche if you ask me,” she murmured under her breath. The redhead introduced herself as Wyni which made Amelia think of Winnie the Pooh. Maybe her nickname should have been Pooh Bear instead. That made her crack a bit of a grin as she considered it, silently.<br/><br/>When it was her turn to share again, she straightened up. “I’m from Portland,” she said more to Wyni than the others, smiling at their shared state. “And I’m a stylist at Sephora but I’m training to become a MUA.” She had gotten so used to saying MUA instead of the two words that the acronym stood for - makeup artist, it hadn’t even occurred to her that the others might know what she meant.<br/><br/>Yet another young woman approached the scene then, as chipper as could be despite the fact that it wasn’t even noon. Amelia pursed her lips as this newcomer introduced herself as CJ and started up a whole new conversation. Blinking at the talkative CJ, Amelia simply opted for silence, shaking her head side to side when the question of longboarding came up. “Not I,” she responded softly. Standing on something that was precariously balancing atop water was not her idea of fun.<br/><br/>Finally some guys started to descend the steps which perked Amelia right up. She leaned over the counter when Liam waved at everyone. “Hey, I’m Amelia.” Another guy was ordering his beer and then raised it into the air for a cheers. Amelia blindly followed suit, raising her margarita up and agreeing. “To paradise!”<br/><br/>Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. If nothing else, at least it was a vacation.