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OOC:
Just realized I never posted this here, only in the ooc blog. My internet connection has been going through some weird issues lately, so I'm stuck using the wifi at Starbucks(like right now) or stealing it from my friend when I go to her house. Sorry.
Summer is officially here. Good thing we're on an island.
Night Light // Rowan & Gabe
Gabe’s eyes rushed around the sights before him, truly putting him at a loss for words for a moment. “I can tell already I picked the island’s best tour guide,” he said, looking back to Rowan with a genuine smile before tossing her a small wink. With views like the one before them, it seemed easy to forget that they were all addicts stuck in a less-than-ideal situation. The ocean underneath starlight was a sight he didn’t get to see in the suburban jungle that was back home, and it seemed to go on forever, making him feel brilliantly tiny all of a sudden. “Wow,” he spat out, taking another look over the scenery.
“I don’t know if you had plans to show me anywhere else but I’m pretty content with this view,” he said, looking instead at Rowan instead of the landscape before them. He smiled again and began to open the basket he’d prepared, pulling out the blanket for the pair of them to sit down on. and laying it out flat. Gabe gestured for Rowan to take a seat before he did, offering a hand to help her down if she decided she needed it.
Rowan watched Gabe as he took in the sights. She was almost relieved that he liked the spot she had chosen. "It's pretty great, isn't it?" she said, slipping her hands out of her pockets. She still had a slight hint of nervousness bouncing around her head and she knew it was silly, but she couldn't really help it. When she noticed Gabe laying out the blanket, she smiled. "If you want to stay, we can stay. I'd be more than happy to, actually," she said, slipping her hand into his and sitting down. Once she was seated comfortably, she let her legs stretch out in front of her. The soles of her shoes just barely reached past the edge of the blanket, scraping against the dusty ground. After a moment, she looked over at Gabe, resting her chin on her shoulder. "I was going to ask you what you're here for," she said. "But then I realized I really don't want to talk about that house." She chuckled, but it came out as more of a sigh. "Why waste a perfect night?" She gestured up at the starry sky, slightly obscured by tall trees. Rowan had been on the island for far longer that most of the other housemates, and she had grown weary of talking about addictions and therapy. Of course, that's what some people needed, and she understood, but she was out of the house for once and wanted to make the most of it.
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Night Light // Rowan & Gabe
It took Gabe a second to respond, his eyes traveling down her figure and back up it again before meeting her gaze with an approving smile. Rowan looked midway between carelessly sloppy and trying to hard, as she’d found the perfect balance somewhere in the middle, making Gabe’s smile spread just a little bit wider. There were many qualities he found likable about girls, but the ability to effortlessly stunning like she did that night was near the top of the list.
“Can’t win a game without a game plan,” he answered back, shrugging his shoulders and letting out a small laugh. “Just a few things in here, nothing too extravagant,” he finished, taking his first step forward toward the building’s exit with Rowan beside him. “Where to first, tour guide? I’m expecting the works tonight, so don’t leave anything out,” Gabe laughed as they fell in step to one another. Already he felt good about that evening, as they were greeted by the outdoors with a cool rush of wind.
The night air was cool against Rowan's skin as she left the building with Gabe, and it was already a pleasant change from the stuffy interior of the house. She took in a deep breath and put her hands into her pockets, looking up at the slender boy beside her. "Hmm, I think I know where to take you," she said, smiling. "I don't think anyone else knows about it, so consider yourself special." She chuckled at her own humor and began leading Gabe away from the driveway. After a few minutes, their path took them through a small section of trees and up a dusty hill until they reached a clearing, overlooking the beach below. It wasn't very far away from the house, and Rowan considered it to be one of the best views around.
"Welcome to lovers lane," she joked, surveying the ocean in the distance. The rising moon reflected on the waves and glittered below them. "There are some really neat places around here if you look for 'em. I mean, there's not a whole lot to do around the house besides listen to everyone complain about stuff, so exploring has kind of become my hobby." She rubbed the back of her neck and waited for a response from Gabe. She wasn't entirely sure what kind of a tour guide to be, but she hoped that showing him some of the little hidden sights around the island would suffice.
Night Light // Rowan & Gabe
Getting off to a slow start wasn’t something Gabe Palmer was used to, as he’d always found it easy to get into the swing of things no matter where life took him. This place, however, was an exception, as almost all of the ladies that inhabited Wester Island wanted little to nothing to do with him. Spending days and nights alone in a new place was tough as it was, but thinking he’d lost his magic touch was too much to bear. Finally, that evening showed signs that old Gabe was back in action, as he’d managed to sweet talk Rowan Connelly, a beautiful blonde, into showing him around the place he’d be staying for some time. It took all his energy not to show his excitement as he got ready, but he managed to bottle it in and work on a game plan for that evening.
It’d been so long since Gabe had pulled out the big guns, making this “date” seem like the perfect occasion to do so. Always on hand was a picnic basket, stocked full of a blanket, fire starters and matches, and now a few bottles of chilled hard apple cider and a bottle opener. Setting the basket by his bedroom door, he turned back to get himself prepared, dressing in crisp pair of dark-wash jeans and a black and white plaid shirt. Gabe threw on his favorite black-faced watch and a pair of black suede shoes and finally declared himself ready to head down to room three. Picking up his phone, room keys and the carefully prepared basket, Gabe ran his free hand through his hair to finish his look and finally exited his suite, letting out a large sigh as pre-date nerves built up in his stomach. He’d always felt nervous when taking a new girl out, but this time was different somehow.
A few moments later, Gabe arrived at room three and gave it a light knock. He smoothed his shirt and checked the time on his phone, waiting patiently for Rowan to appear, surely looking stunning in whatever outfit she’d decided to wear. The night was chilly that night but Gabe didn’t seem to notice as he finally heard foot steps approaching the door just before it swung open.
It had been a long, slow day for Rowan. She had been cooped up, doing nothing but watching mindless television shows since dinner, and now that the sun was down she was feeling the need to get out of her room for a while. Thankfully, her night took a pleasant turn when a new face, Gabe, had asked for her company on a walk-slash-tour around the island. Of course, Rowan had accepted almost immediately, eager to spend some time with someone who wasn't a face in a reality show. Plus Gabe seemed to be nice, even though she could tell he was a major flirt. She didn't really mind, though. Surely it was harmless, and she could do with a little fun for once. Life in the house had been at a bit of a stand-still lately, so she was up for anything that got her into some fresh air and away from a screen, even if it was just for a night. Jumping up from the wrinkled sheets of her bed, Rowan made her way over to the closet, rifling through the various pieces of clothing until she found what she deemed to be a suitable outfit: a sleeveless white blouse and a pair of burgundy shorts, paired with thick black tights in case the weather turned chilly. The outfit was comfortable and actually looked put-together, so she felt pleased with herself as she changed into it and then ran her fingers through her blonde hair, letting it fall in loose waves over her shoulders. After adding a touch of makeup, Rowan looked at her reflection in the mirror on her wall, deciding she was good to go. It actually felt good to have a reason to dress up in something other than jeans and a T-shirt. After all, she needed to let out the girly side of herself once in a while, right? When she heard someone knocking on her door, she quickly slipped into a pair of comfy, flat black boots and walked over, pulling it open. A smile tugged the corners of her mouth when she saw Gabe. "Evening," she said, stepping out into the hallway. Her door shut behind her with a gentle click, and she gave him a subtle once-over. "You look very prepared," she said, nodding at the basket in his hand. "I like it. Shall we go, then?" She raised her eyebrows and gestured down the hall.
Consider it done. See you shortly, Ro.
Great, I'll be waiting. Room three.
My schedule’s wide open for you, Ro. Just let me know when you’re free and I’ll be over.
All I've been doing tonight is sitting on my bed, watching television. You could show up at any time and I would be completely ready to leave, haha.
Haha, you call it what you want but I call it being honest.
Well, honesty is the best policy, I guess. So, when do I get to join you on this late-night stroll, as you put it?
Ah, finally a name to that lovely face. It’s nice to meet you, Rowan. I’m Gabe, and I promise you’ll only regret not saying yes to me sooner.
Haha, is that so? How smooth of you, Gabe.
Sounds like a loneliest of activities to me. So you won’t join me for a late-night stroll then? Damn.
Hmm... I suppose I could do that. Don't make me regret this, though. I'm Rowan, by the way.
No kidding? I haven’t been out much as I’m still in need of a tour guide.
I think getting lost without a tour guide is half the fun of exploring, though.
I haven’t yet. I bet it’s great though, I haven’t really looked around this house since I got here… Also, I’m Chandler.
It's a little bit scary since it involves balancing on roof tiles, but I think it's worth it. I'm Rowan. It's nice to meet you, Chandler.
Hadn’t checked it out yet but it sounds like my kinda place. Thanks for the tip, beautiful.
No problem. Once you finally get out of the house you realize that this island is actually really nice.
