Karina watched in interest as she noticed that the bartenders in the bar weren’t exactly paying attention or checking id’s. Maybe it was because of Pride and they were being generous or maybe it was because they were just way too many people wanting drinks to have the time. “Hmm... they don’t really seem to be checking id’s.. think I could get away with asking for a drink?” She said to the person closest by. She was still nineteen, twenty in a few months but still underage.
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