Grabbing for two cups, Oliver took a sip of his own, making sure it wasn’t spiked yet before going back over to offer the other glass to his best friend. “Here you go, Lyssa.”
“Thanks Ollie” she said softly, a small smile on her face as she took the cup, taking a sip. “This is good punch” she noted, walking over to the a group of chairs and motioning for him to sit next to her.

















