Re: Refreshment and Goodies Table
Stiles flinched at the too close scream and moved away from the noise. He bumped into the refreshment table, knocking some of the goodies over, and in embarrassment he was going completely red. “Sorry,” Stiles said running a hand through his white hair, “and you don’t have to ask me to get out of here twice. I showed up. People saw me. I’m good.”