Dec 19, 2017
@jpbenton
May stepped up to the edge of the bar, a smile breaking out over her features as she noticed the young man standing next to her. “JP!” she said, grinning at him, enthusiasm genuine as she put a hand on his upper arm in greeting. They had met, officially, at some rooftop bar Quico had invited her to, where the drinks had been too strong for her liking. But it was also where she’d made an unlikely friend. Her eyes landed on the half-empty glass in his hand. “How’s the egg nog? I’ve never had it before, but I figure I should try it.”