Drinking Games: Felix, Lily & Open
Lily's hand curled around his forearm when he rushed forward to support her, meeting his eyes with a soft smile. "Yes, thank you," she murmured, thumb brushing over the fabric of his hoodie. "I'm sorry, that's not the best first meeting. What a dreadful first impression."
She looked up at him, allowing herself to just lean against him even though the brief dizzy spell had passed, pleased in every way that her powers still seemed to be working and in fine order. "I will admit, it's nice to hear a familiar accent."