<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/AbL9djv.png) (https://i.imgur.com/QS9cAVI.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Elle "Ellie" Greene (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16146281#msg16146281)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>As pictured: Unbuttoned flannel shirt, black leggings, basic sneakers and socks.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 4th, 1 pmish</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Big rock in forest</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em><s>Felicia</s> Felix | </em><br/><hr/>You had to be aggressive when you were her size. People didn’t get it if you were quiet or subdued. Which was exactly what she<i>wasn’t</i>, not even from day one. Although, that was incidentally a sizable source of Robin’s own suffering – but that was a discussion for another day. Right now she was more concerned with the fact that Felix was on freaking<i>tinder</i>. Wasn’t that like… a hookup app?<i>For adults?</i><br/><br/>Elle blanched. “Wow, you’re<i>eighteen</i>...” She marveled briefly, completely shaken by the concept. Weren’t they supposed to be a bunch of kids still? The idea that Felix was not only legally an adult, but knew he was titled a ‘short king’ on a hookup app was actually<i>mind blowing</i>. “What would I be called on tinder? A<i>Bite-sized Queen</i>?” She posed with a snort, even if she honestly couldn’t imagine herself using the app.<br/><br/>She was still thoroughly convinced that Felix was, in fact,  a witch though – and the fact that they<i>both</i>had access to<i>unusual</i>new abilities just made it all the more convincing. Dodgy dog theories aside. “Hair that just happens to be<i>magically</i>fabulous.” She shot back smugly, hands on her hips.<br/><br/>Once again Elle grew quiet, happy that Felix was giving her this chance to know<i>him</i>. She knew Felicia. She still remembered her friend clearly. Still felt her heart flutter with a mix of levity and pain whenever she thought of her. There were so many memories between them – and now she was getting a chance to create more. To hear what she missed out on. To gather a list of hits for after she fixed her busted ass car she bought for five-hundred bucks…<br/><br/>Ellie’s brow furrowed. “<i>What</i>? Were they afraid you were<i>too weak</i>to play on a<i>boy team</i>or something?” What the hell was up with that? But seeing as Felix claimed to be a star player, he was serving them their shit and making them eat it too.<i>Asshats</i>.  Wait a minute, what did he just say? “<i>My fault</i>?” Ellie reels back, motioning to her own chest in disbelief.<br/><br/>“...Oh.” That made sense. Ellie relaxed and allowed her head to bob idly in agreement. “I don’t know how much help I would have been.” Would she have made things better or worse? Or more importantly, how would her family have reacted? She was more than certain her mother would have been a massive cunt about it. “But I’m here<i>now</i>.” She adds, leaning right in against him just like she always had when Felicia was upset. Felicia had always been very expressive when she was sad. She liked being touched, being held – and Elle liked making her feel better. Would the same thing help Felix? “I know it’s not the same – that you deserved and<i>deserve</i>better...” There were no real<i>buts</i>that felt right there. Anything that came to mind just felt like pointless excuses. So she simply left it at that – no buts necessary. “So I’ll try to be there now.” She promised quietly, laying her head against his shoulder.<br/>