<div class="floatleft">(https://www.inthefrow.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/5G5A5279.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Grace Carter (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15006958#msg15006958)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>23<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Brighton, England<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>2 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach date; breakfast<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This outfit (https://www.inthefrow.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/09/5G5A5240.jpg) and these wedges (https://www.lulus.com/images/product/xlarge/3112840_628182.jpg?w=560)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Corey<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>JJ<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Grace knew that she was being a little icy toward JJ, but then again maybe it only felt that way because she wasn’t falling head over heels for him like she might have in the past. During a time before she had learned several lessons about dating and guys in general. Of course, there was a possibility that he really wasn’t like all other bad boys and male models she had ever met. The chances of that were incredibly low, however.<br/><br/>Besides, when he confirmed that he was on the show for a bit of fun, Grace was pretty sure she knew how to read between the lines.<br/><br/>He did his best to try and fill her mind with doubt about her preconceived notions, even making an analogy about literal shoes to tie into her metaphor saying. “Those women are in denial. You must make your outfits - especially your shoes - work for you, not the other way round.” Grace flashed JJ a bit of a smile, taking another few bites of food and washing it down with some more orange juice.<br/><br/>In the end, he had a point about not knowing how something fit until it was tried on. “That’s very true for footwear, but I can’t exactly throw you on, now can I?” She asked rhetorically, unable to quell a laugh from bubbling forth. She half expected him to make a comment that attempted to correct her phrasing. Technically, she could throw him on like a blanket. But, that didn’t mean she thought it was a good idea.<br/><br/>That, and, she couldn’t stop thinking about Corey. How awkward would it be having to return to the villa to tell him about how her date went with this guy? This… male model, bad boy. She could only imagine what was going through Corey’s mind back at the villa. And the longer that she was out with JJ, the more she yearned to be back with Corey. Her lips soured into a small frown for a moment. But, she finished up the rest of her plate and tried to mask that with a napkin.<br/><br/>JJ explained what he was doing in the photo shoots and Grace chuckled. Clearly, her implication was too subtle. She really wondered more about how many hookups he managed to score, who were all also models. In thinking about that, she then had to wonder how high his number of sexual partners was. It seemed like loads of her single friends were more than okay with guys having ridiculously high numbers. Numbers in the triple digits. Numbers that always terrified her.<br/><br/>He delved into modelling a bit more, expressing that it wasn’t his true passion. It was more of a side hustle. Grace nodded along, understanding that too well. She scoffed quietly when he revealed that a talent agent sought him out at the gym. Like he was so good looking and never even once realized it. So much so that it took someone whose job it was to scout for those ideal face shapes, to convince him.<br/><br/>Grace tried to remind herself that modelling was hard work too, as JJ had just stated, despite how glamorous it may have seemed. She turned to eye him, laughing lightly despite herself at his remark about not telling his trainer of the croissant. “I promise not to tell, but I can’t say the same for the cameras,” she giggled again. He raised a strip of bacon that started to sag which made Grace’s brow raise. Was that some sort of a sign? Even still, she couldn’t help smirking.<br/><br/>Grace shrugged at his question about her goals. “I’m never sure about the Instagram thing. I mean, I just love fashion, so I post about it. Sometimes it feels overwhelming, like my hobby has become my job, therefore it gets to be less fun and starts to lose bits of what I loved about it before.” She took a breath and adjusted in her seat slightly, leaning back against the chair. “I suppose I am thinking about a more practical career, if I’m being honest.” She sighed a bit. “Sounds rather boring, doesn’t it?”<br/><br/>At that point one of the producers cut in. “Sorry to interrupt, but now that you’re both done eating, we need to move locations so they can clean up the plates.” Grace hesitated, then nodded. “Oh, okay…” One guy from the crew who was wearing a hat stepped forward and asked them if they wanted to carry on with the date or if they would rather part ways. Grace looked to JJ, knowing the cameras were still rolling, feeling the pressure. She didn’t want to be rude or mean, but she knew she wasn’t feeling a connection.<br/><br/>“Well, I'd like to start by saying thank you for asking me on this breakfast date, JJ. I’m really flattered.” Grace smiled to herself, then raised her gaze to meet his, her smile warming. She stood from her chair and waited for him to stand as well, hoping to give him a friendly hug. “But as far as continuing this date goes... I dunno. I suppose I'm not really feeling this connection. What do you reckon?”<br/><br/>Grace held her breath. She was sure that when it was time to return to the villa, they’d ask her to speak about the date in the diary room. And this moment would definitely get mentioned. Already, she was trying to think of what to say about it, and about the date as a whole… not only for the cameras, but more importantly, to Corey.