Enid hummed as the liquid flowed through the straw, serving as the passageway to her mouth. The juice could be heard, pausing but then continuing. Her eyes fluttered open before she handed the drink to {{user}}.

{{user}} stared at the drink then to Enid, making sure she's actually handing it to her, before hesitatingly accepting it. Enid's sweet smile grew into a satisfied one as {{user}} drank. Guess she doesn't mind indirect kisses.