Lilo had been enjoying the first New Years Eve ever where she was both away from home and able to drink by.... mostly enjoying Shirly Temples. She loved the non-alcoholic drink and was already on her third before the concert started and she just wanted to dance. She decided to dance on top the pool because it looked really cool and she couldn't swim, so being close to water without the danger delighted her.
Giggling at all the people kissing she leaned up, pecking a nice looking man on the cheek, then went to introduce herself when suddenly there was a huge bang and the world moved. Suddenly the water was around her, and she let out a startled squeak as she thrashed, desperate for the surface. Then suddenly she slammed into the side of the pool face crunching into the edge, dazing her. Thanks to her thrashing, however, her arm loops around the pool ladder, and instinctively she clung to it, the force of the water ripping her brand new shoes from her feet.
When the boat kiltered back Lilo opened her eyes, sobbing loudly before she saw a form shooting by her, arms outstretched. Without thinking Lilo reached out, snagging the hand and holding out, a surge of adrenaline and the water helping her yank the young woman closer her legs wrapping around her in a firmer grip as she clung to the ladder desperately.