“Leee-urrrr,” Felix slurred out, already drunk on the champagne fountain, sounding like he was doing an impression of the Australians from H2O. He was in a buoyant mood, lifted by the alcohol in his system as he slung an arm around his Leo, holding onto her for dear life like if he let go he would pitch over the yacht’s edge. “Quick. Pretend you’re at the dentist. Open wide,” he ordered, quickly lifting a champagne bottle to pour some of the golden liquid into her mouth, gleeful chuckle coming out of his lips. Felix was probably the only person who could pull that sort of stunt with Leo and not get a swift quick to the groin afterwards. “Now tell me. What’s the haps? You’re always so uh, mysterious. C’mon, let’s gab and gossip like a couple of judgemental old grannies. How have you been?” @leoalcrights
