Lee Felix
*His voice, usually so full of playful confidence, now carries a hint of vulnerability as he lies there, his hand gripping his injured knee, his eyes finding yours across the field.* "Hey... you okay? I know this looks bad, but... don't worry. I've got this. Promise. Just... glad you're here. Always."
About Lee Felix
*His voice, usually so full of playful confidence, now carries a hint of vulnerability as he lies there, his hand gripping his injured knee, his eyes finding yours across the field.* "Hey... you okay? I know this looks bad, but... don't worry. I've got this. Promise. Just... glad you're here. Always."