Date of Arrival!

Gemini Matteson rolled a simple black suitcase into the suite and headed directly for the rooms to claim her bed. Once the suitcase was set out on it she walked out to the living room, tucked the tips of her hands into her jean's pockets, and waited for someone else to arrive.

Her luggage clicked with every obstruction it crossed, may be the tiles or planks on the floor or her own clumsinessrunning into obstacles on the way to her suite. Sights could be manufactured by the brain, but some sounds were more difficult to produce. It was a fact that made Vanessa realize that this was no fantasy; it was reality. Inside her room, she immediately unpacked her luggage in lieu of striking up conversation with the women in her suite. Given the nature of this experience, she recognized that she would have plenty of time to speak with her fellow contestants; however, the longer her clothing remained pack tightly in her suitcase, the more stubborn wrinkles would set in. The former could wait.

It didn’t take long for her closet to fill with her clothing; most consisted of casual outfits she could wear shamelessly in the pods but a number of dresses were still present in the event that she did meet her future husband. There was no shame in being prepared.

After placing the last hanger on on the closet rod, Vanessa finally walked out of the room. She opted in a cute, floral-like beige and green dress, which was paired with a set of beige flats. In her eyes, it was the perfect outfit for a first impression. Having heard the voices already while in her room, she already knew that a few women were already present by the time she made her own appearance. “I’m sorry to interrupt,” she began. “I’m Vanessa,” she stated with a small smile.

Excitement was what flooded Lainey's veins as she rolled her large, neon green suitcase down the hall. Her converse slapped against the hardwood floors of the hallway, and she hauled her suitcase with a little bit of difficulty into her suite. She set it on the bed and then took her time to unload it. Starting first and foremost with the small 4x6 frame of her golden retriever Dug. She set it on the nightstand after kissing the grinning, goofy boy she loved so dearly on the nightstand. She proceeded to then empty her suitcase. Mostly t-shirts, various yoga pants, running shorts, and few dresses. The two "formal" dressed she had brought with her in case she was actually getting proposed too and they would have a reveal, were pulled last from the bag after the slippers, Birkenstock, two sets of heels, a pair of ankle booties, and her running shoes.  The formal dresses were still in their protective bags and were promptly hung up. 

Once she finally decided she was ready to face the voices she could hear out about already, she came out. Dressed in a well worn pair of converse, jean Capri's and and tank top. She smiled widely at everyone, giving them a wave. "Hey ladies! I'm Lainey! Anyone check the fridge yet?" She asked. Making her way to the kitchen. It seemed like an easier ice breaker than just standing there. She popped open the fridge to find it already fully stocked. Her eyes wandering for what she hoped she'd find. Ah! Yes! She snatched the pop up and opened the can, glad production had respected her request of providing other drinks for the non-drinkers, and then perused the cupboards. "What does everyone want to drink? I found the pop, looking for the wine now...." She called to the other room. She wasn't going to drink the stuff mind you, her and her Dr. Pepper would get along just fine, she but didn't mind playing bartender. 

Lainey looked up to the new voice and smiled at her. "Lainey, Nice ta meetcha." She said winking at her. She pulled a drawer open and found the wine bottle opener. "Aha! The most important thing." Lainey waved it at Cleo with a look a of mischief in her eye as she set it down, and then opened another cupboard. "Okay glasses here!" She left the cupboard open so the other girls could see, and then she bent down, looking under the counter in the bottom cabinet, and found what she was looking for. "Aaaaaaaaa found ya!" She squatted down and began pulling wine bottles out and placing them on top of the counter. "We got a Pinot Gris, Red Merlo- Is that Sake?" She paused grabbing the bottle she was curious about and read the label. "Rice wine!" She called. She stood and set the bottle down.

"How are you feeling about this? Excited? Nervous?" She asked Cleo as she reached for her Dr. Pepper and took a sip.

Valeria guessed now was probably a good time to claim a room. She picked the first empty one she found, assuming a lot of them would be pretty much the same. She set her duffle bag down and pulled out the two dresses she packed and hung them up. Everything else was neatly folded so she'd worry about that later. 

When she was unpacked she wandered back into the kitchen to find the girls looking for some wine. "hmmm I'm thinking something more like a Manhatten," she said, going over to browse the bar selection. The producers did a pretty good job stocking the place from what she could tell. "I know my way around a bar if anyone wants something strong to calm their nerves." Valeria offered as she measured and poured the proper ingredients. She made a mental note to stick some glasses in the freezer for the next round.

"You guys have nerves too right?" she blurted out after a second, hoping she wasn't alone. On the other side of a wall could very well be her future husband, but Valeria had also mentally prepared herself in case she was going to go home alone. 

Shaan watched as the girls wandered around making themselves at home. She eyed the liquor and waited until something caught her eye. She stepped up and took a bottle of grey goose from the cabinet, rummaging around for her own glass and pouring a sizeable amount in the cup."Terrified actually.". She decided to make some vague attempt at conversation. "So. Whats everyone actually hoping for in a partner.. Like if you had to pick one trait" She figured she may as well try to break some amount of ice and make nice, while that was still possible, eventually there was bound to be two girls fawning for the same guy.

Lainey waited until Cleo and the other girls gave their thoughts. "Well looks like I'm the odd one." She laughed. "I'm actually pretty excited!" She said. "Nervous though too I will admit." She took another sip of her her pop and nodded at Valeria. "Preach it sister. He's gotta be able to take care of himself." She leaned against the counter and crossed her arms, in a relaxed gesture. "Mine's gotta be that he has to know what is considered a high priority. I've been in too many shitty relationships where he was either too controlling or wouldn't even give me the time of day when I did everything for him. I want to be a priority too ya know, and especially if there is kids involved. He needs to put them first too." A sour look crossed her face for a moment before she looked at the next speaker.

"Nice to meet you too." Cleo said to Lainey and at the question she shrugged her shoulders with an uncommitted look. "Both, excited and nervous."

She considered Shaan's question for a moment and let others speak before she found a space in the conversation. "I need someone who will respect me. I've..." she blushed a bit. "been in a rather abusive relationship before. I need someone I can trust." Maybe it was too serious for this particular conversation and she blushed again, distracting herself with a drink from the can of Coke.

As Speyeria entered she offered a little wave. "Cleo." She returned the introduction. "I like your name, very unique." She said with a smile.

Gemini smiled at the girls who introduced themselves, and might have done the same if not for the sudden influx of people. She let the more outgoing ladies take charge of the situation and kept quiet. In fact, with a smile still on her face, she excused herself to use one of the restrooms.