<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/fUo5lt0.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Elsa Nilssöm</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15002936#msg15002936)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>24<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heteroflexible<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>Stockholm, Sweden<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>3 July, 2019 | after midnight<br/><strong>Location:</strong>grassy area at the far edge of the Infinity Pool<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>as pictured<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>hopes and dreams<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Devon(Capone) | in the Villa there is no hiding<br/><em><strong>Mood</strong></em>:  turning an American into a Viking<br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/GlZeR2L.jpg)</div>It was really nice having someone listening to you. Someone other than the invisible people in the outer world on the other side of the cameras that is. He didn't try to interject or run over her words. He didn't try to tell her everything was okay or try to make it all better. He was just listening and it felt so good.<br/><br/><em>Devon's eyebrows rose, and his soft smile became a huge grin. Then his shoulders began to shake, and soon his head was cast downwards. He chuckled, his deep voice coming out in bursts.</em><br/><br/>What was he laughing about? At first she wasn't sure if she had something funny or maybe it was just the situation. But he was not laughing at her when she asked about braiding his hair. It wasn't a laugh so much at her as with her or about something else. He confirmed the something else when he got up and talked directly to one of the seventy two different cameras hidden around the villa. And it was pleasantly surprising when he sat down  beside her with his back facing her direction to obviously offer up his hair for the braiding.<br/><br/>Elsa was giggling or maybe it was more of a chuckle at the one sided conversation Devon was having with his friend Lezzy back home. Elsa got up behind him, her blanket dropping away so she could sit behind his back. She placed a hand gently on his shoulder to let him know that she was there as she slid it across his back and into his hair. Slowly she began to run her fingers through it, running them down along his scalp and gathering up the hair bit by bit placing some of it over his opposite shoulder and taking a large bunch to turn it into a quick top knot.<br/><br/><strong>"You're friends may call you a hipster when they see this,"</strong>Elsa said as she patted his back a couple times and fixed the top knot.<strong>"I'm just loosely tying a knot on top of your head to hold the hair out of the way. I don't know who this Hanson is but they must have really nice hair like yours."</strong>She pulled bit of the hair together in behind his ear.<strong>"I'm going to test a little piece back here. I won't go to crazy but we could use like a five piece dutch style french braid on the top and pull them back into a top knot but let it hand down the back all bundled together. It's very Ragnar Lothbrok if you know the Vikings show. But that look is much better if you shave both sides of your hair and add in some runes for tattoos but that's going really far."</strong>She reached around the front of Devon's face and lightly ran the back of her finger along the front part of his jawline.<strong>"Besides you don't have the beard to pull it off. So we'll just do some along the side and you can hide them if you want."</strong>She was a bit timid about going to wild on his hair, this many braids could take awhile to get undone and his hair would be curly for a day if he left it in for any length of time.<br/><br/>As she tied his hair into intricate twists, all braided up she said,<strong>"You know I have a small confession to make. There is no direct evidence that vikings used braids of any kind. I mean I'm sure they probably did because they certainly grew their hair long and some would have. We just don't know for sure if it was a common thing or not."</strong>Lowering her voice conspiratorially again she said,<strong>"We just don't care because it looks badass and who doesn't like looking like a warrior, right? I often put large braids into mine before competitions."</strong>She leaned her head around his and look at this face, her face was close to his.<strong>"Did I mention that I compete in Crossfit games? Not important. It just helps the story make more sense. Of my braids that is. Anyways, I started competing seriously in my late teens and won the female Crossfit title for under eighteen back home. Started competing internationally after that. There are some seriously badass women out there. I'm to small and not enough upper body strength to ever make it to the top ten internationally but I love the competition and always trying to better myself. When I'm out there competing or locked in and training, it feels good to leave it all out there and give every once of yourself to it. Plus it keeps me strong and healthy. For here I put my profession down as personal trainer for the entrance because it's a little hard to describe my actual profession without writing an essay. We are a community though and train each other so I've learned a lot about conditioning and strength training over the years. I own a couple small gyms now, sort of had to build them to meet my training needs really. Plus I do have the physical trainer certifications, so I guess it's fair to say that as a job title if needed. I prefer to think of myself as an athlete."</strong><br/><br/>Elsa leaned in against his shoulder looking around at his face again,<strong>"So how about you, why are you on Love Island? You hardly seem the type. What do you want out of this place?" </strong><br/><br/>