Grabbing for two cups, Oliver took a sip of his own, making sure it wasnât spiked yet before going back over to offer the other glass to his best friend. âHere you go, Lyssa.â
âThanks Ollieâ she said softly, a small smile on her face as she took the cup, taking a sip. âThis is good punchâ she noted, walking over to the a group of chairs and motioning for him to sit next to her.












