“I wouldn’t doubt it, but I only have eyes for one.” Daphne admitted softly her eyes fluttering up to meet the taller girls before bringing the glass to her lips and downing the whole thing in a single burning gulp letting the other girls soft words wrap around her and hold her in a soft cocoon.
But when Pansy reached forward to push her hair back electricity shot through the small girl as soft fingers lingered on her cheek. Her eyes closed as her heart sped up, like a galloping horse in her chest. “Pansy.” She murmured just above a whisper.