[ She's been considering things as she gets a sense for the laws and lay of the land. It's always funny what becomes a barrier: age, usually, but here it manifests in strange ways. No full time work until she's twenty. No alcohol until eighteen. The one she finds more troubling than the other, but who enforces what, and under what understanding... but then again, how had her age and birthdate already been there on her pokegear when she arrived?
All these little needles for a world that liked its games, and here she is, texting someone who looked like he understood alcohol, a judgement made in his acknowledgement of brawling, and the look of his hands in a smattering of photographs he'd shared.
She could have asked that other fellow too, and might still: he'd said he visited bars. Hm.
May as well test these waters first. ]
Are you of the opinion anyone under the age of eighteen shouldn't be involved with the business of fermenting alcohol?
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All these little needles for a world that liked its games, and here she is, texting someone who looked like he understood alcohol, a judgement made in his acknowledgement of brawling, and the look of his hands in a smattering of photographs he'd shared.
She could have asked that other fellow too, and might still: he'd said he visited bars. Hm.
May as well test these waters first. ]
Are you of the opinion anyone under the age of eighteen shouldn't be involved with the business of fermenting alcohol?