<div class="floatleft">(https://i.ibb.co/ggDY06q/devon-daniels-8.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Devon Daniels (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308599.msg15007879#msg15007879)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>28<br/><strong>Sexuality:</strong>Heterosexual<br/><strong>Hometown:</strong>New York City, New York<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>5 July, 2019 | Morning<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Studio<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Jeans, boots, leather jacket, Ne Obliviscaris t-shirt (https://images-na.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/61%2BuiV0DRLL._UX679_.jpg)<br/><strong>Coupled with:</strong>N/A<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Audience | Caroline<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Devon felt as if he had been struck by a sudden wave of freezing cold water, like those... what were they? The "Polar Bear Club" or something? Went swimming out in the ocean every January despite such icy temperatures? The stage lights were incredibly bright, more so than any dinky dive bar he had performed at in the city. The audience is what struck him the most, though. After all his screw ups in the Villa, he wasn't exactly comfortable in front of so many strangers without a guitar in his hand. Plus, these people were all sober, and they were there with completely different intent than a bunch of rockers looking for an excuse to bang their heads.<br/><br/>Nonetheless, Devon did as he was told, avoiding the signature squint or hand before the yes of the amateur. He nodded his head as if in greeting to the audience, preventing the light from shining so brightly in his eyes before he adjusted. He stepped towards Caroline, suppressing his eyebrow from quirking too much at the applause from the crowd. He did not really think himself the material to be a fan favorite, but considering his disastrous secret... well, who knew at this point? He gave Caroline a shrug when she mentioned unfortunate circumstances and took the offered seat. He leaned back, arms stretched around the back of the couch, allowing himself to exude a relaxed air. One he wanted to have, considering the sort of questions that might be asked of him.<br/><br/><strong>"So, you decided to leave on your own,"</strong>Caroline began.<strong>"You weren’t voted off the island, you voluntarily left. I think the question that we’re all wondering is… why?"</strong><br/><br/>Devon nodded, not at all surprised that they'd begin there. I mean, where else would they begin? It was kind of the only real starting point.<br/><br/>"First of all, Caroline," he started, that familiar sly smile across his lips, "I want to comment that you're looking your usual foxy self this morning." He gave a wink, but was swift to move away his now signature come on to the older woman. "As for why, well..." He paused, tongue licking his lips, fingers scratching at his hair as he stared at the feet of a camera man. "I was neither here for the right reasons, nor was I ready to find something like love.<br/><br/>"I think everyone here already knows," Devon lifted his eyes to the audience, hand sweeping along the number of viewers listening, "but I lost a bet to a former contestant on the show. One where, if I were victorious, would result in a good, uh,<em>shag</em>, as I think you guys phrase it." He gave another wink to Caroline. "The thing is, that was me trying to return to where I<em>was</em>before the hurt I caused to myself and another. I never really believed in love and was just all about everyone doing their own fun thing. The thing is, I need to figure out what<em>my love</em>looks like first, if that makes sense, and an accelerated pressure cooker of an environment like this..."<br/><br/>His eyes suddenly cast down, thinking not just to his own mistakes, but to the mistakes of others made in just a few days. All the hurt, all the confusion, all the efforts to salvage one's pride or to shake off the embarrassment and shame...<br/><br/>"There was no way I was going to finish this without hurting and being hurt, and I decided the best thing I could manage was to step away, perhaps allow room for someone that<em>is</em>ready to share<em>their love</em>, ya know?"