Leaving/James/Stay with someone/Bro/Go

From Create Your Own Story

"I would but I don't have a fake ID." You say. Still a couple years before you can drink legally. Not that you've never had any before.

"Don't even worry about it bro, this place only cards if you look like you're a toddler or something. I mean you would definitely get carded anywhere else, no offense, but I've seen dudes who look younger than you do get in fine." He says.

"Alright. Count me in then." You say.

The two of you take a cab to the bar in question, since he plans to get drunk and you can't drive anyway, and inside he meets up with a couple of his friends. They go off and do their own thing, leaving you to decide what to do.


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