<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>Mallorca Island Resort / Beach Side Dinner<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Pictured with dark khaki shorts<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>Elsa<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elsa/Open<br/><br/>At first, she fit a bit oddly against him. Even with Elsa sporting heels, he had several inches on the young blonde. Reflexively, his knees flexed a bit to make it a bit easier for her to curl against him. His head was still fully above hers, allowing him to easily take in her scent even as he did as she’d hoped and pulled her chair for her.<br/><br/>She was speaking as he moved around to the other side of the table and settled into his own seat. He appreciated that she was so happy with the setting, and that she seemed at ease sharing it with him.<strong>“Right, well, I think it’s amazing here, and I think I’d be okay with you and i just staying up here. I’m guessing the producers might have slightly different ideas about the whole thing.” <br/></strong><br/>Owen chuckled a bit at the thought, then looked down at the wine that had been placed in front of him, then her. “<strong>Even if they went for it, they’d insist on the cameras and the one drink rule, anyway, right?</strong>” A thick-fingered hand reached out and grasped at the stem of the glass. “Suppose we best enjoy the one we’re allowed to have, no?” he offered as he lifted the glass a few inches off the table and lifted it in her direction.<strong>“What do you say, Elsa? Here’s to a fresh start?”</strong>He sensed that there were things weighing on Elsa’s mind, and wanted to bridge the gap without overreaching. They’d bonded quickly, and over chocolate, no less. That alone gave Owen the feeling that he wanted to pick her up, to help lift her spirits.<br/><strong><br/>“If nothing else, I’m really glad we get this time away from the chaos of that house. Too many people with their own agendas, you know what I mean?”</strong>He clinked glasses with her and took a healthy sip of the wine.<strong>“Besides, I’m sure it’ll be quieter here. Better for catching up on sleep,” </strong>he offered with a reassuring smile, remembering that she’d complained the day before about a lack of sleep.<br/>