"I... would you be able to buy me something?" she asks, looking away a bit in embarrassment. "Why don't you go in and buy something yourself?" You ask, looking a bit annoyed. "I'm nineteen. The sign says 'twenty one and older'." You shake your head, and make another reach for the door handle. "H-hold on!" She stammers, sounding desperate and frustrated. "I'll do anything..."
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