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"You're right, Laska."
"That's the first time I've heard you say that to me like, ever," you said, crossing your arms and fixing him with an displeased glare.
For the first time that day, Felix met your gaze, if only for a fleeting moment, and you could feel every emotion raging through him at that moment as if they were your own. Confusion. Hurt. Sadness. But maybe, just maybe, compassion? Care? Whatever it was, you felt something tender that you couldn't quite place in those earnest eyes.
"I know, and I'm sorry," Felix fixated back on his feet. "I just... I don't know if I can talk to you about what happened."
"What do you mean, 'what happened'?" You prodded.
Felix's brows creased, and he shot you a bewildered look. "Last night, of course. When I-" he stopped mid-sentence for what felt like the hundreth time that night.
"What happened, Lix?" You asked, voice barely above a whisper. The ocean waves nearly drowned out your words.
Felix raked a hand through his hair and blew out a loud breath, sending the strands around his face flying. "Do you... remember anything from last night?"
You paused. "The last thing I remember is Riley vomiting, and us going outside. And everyone was dancing while just I sat by myself. I started drinking, and then the next thing I knew, I was in my bed and Mya was waking me up."
