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looking young had its perks — people fall for the innocent act far too well and, if they’re a target, it makes a job wrap up nicely. but, when they need to look adult, it fails them.
“that’s what I thought,” a smirk, hand extended to reach for the id back. “you’re a peach.”
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well, he’s heavily unlikely to get in trouble because of her. lack of a birth certificate and plenty of id’s that look real — a commission’s method of blending in — will certainly help her case.
and, it’s only in the states that they can’t legally have a drink.
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she isn’t acting like a five year old, she’s merely grabbing a drink. what’s with people lately and acting like she’s a toddler unable to handle things?
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nah, she’s never getting used to this and it sucks. proceeding to reach over the bar.
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mm— she could get used to this.
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“what are you apologizing for?” head cocked to the side, features scrunched. nothing that had gone on seemed out of place for her. behaving poorly, anger or frustration standard routine for her growing up.
nothing he did would match the handler, so he didn’t have to apologize.
a silent nod, back straightened. she’s moving past them carefully.
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it was genuine, her actions and motivations ; she wanted this to work, she didn’t want to be disposed of. but, the fear itself remained irrational and rooted in difference.
“I was being an ass,” another shrug. she saw no issue with the offering. “I shouldn’t be.”
“figured I should try and get along, right?” playing a role was all she ever knew how to do, it felt absolutely necessary. if she failed, she would be removed ; even if it weren’t the case here, the commission’s teachings never left her.
“it’s yours.”
“viktor suggested it,” another shrug, arms cross over their chest. the easiest of the siblings to talk to, they thought the youngest uncle may have an idea.
“I’m fine, don’t want one. snatched this one for you.”
a shrug, she appears pleased that he accepted it ; not that she would react negatively if he hadn’t, her expressions had been trained since she was little.
“a peace offering,” she’s shifting to sit next to him. “for the other day.”