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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎 - 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚍𝚐𝚎
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"Sup, dude" Sydney nodded to the guy who was stood behind the counter.
"You gonna buy anything or?" He questioned as she just stood there with nothing to visibly buy.
"Yeah, actually. I'll have 2 of those fancy-looking bottles, if you will" She smiled almost innocently. He placed the bottles onto the counter, bringing a smile to the girl's face.
"ID?" He questioned.
"I'm flattered" She chuckled, her face falling as she realised he was being serious. "Wait, you seriously think I'm underage?".
"Well the sign says that if you look under 25 then I have to ID you" He announced.
"Fuck the sign, bro. I'm in a rush, got a busy schedule" Sydney sighed.
"Ma'am, you can't buy them without ID" He informed.
"See, here's the thing. I left my ID in the car with my kids. And trust me, as soon as I open that car door to get it, they'll just start demanding for sweets" Sydney explained in a humorous tone as she leant on the counter with her head in her hands.
"I'm gonna have to put these back" He announced as he began to reach for the bottles.
"No need, man. I'll take them for you" She smiled as she quickly picked up the bottles and bolted out of the shop.
"Hey!" He yelled as he ran after her.
"Oh shit, my bad. I forgot to pay" She apologised as she dug into her pocket, still keeping up with her pace down the street.
"Come back here!" The man shouted again.
"Here's 20 bucks, that should cover it" She called out over her shoulder as she let go of the money, watching as it scattered all over the floor. The man hesitantly gave up with the chase and picked up the money off the floor, sighing as he did so. This made Sydney smirk as she carried on running, crossing over to the cut as she hopped over a few fences.
She finally made it to the scaffolding building where she was supposed to meet the pogues, looking up to see John B hanging his foot over the edge of the roof.
"Oh, hey Syd. What have you got there?" Pope inquired as he made his way to the girl who was panting heavily. Sydney didn't answer, she just handed the bottles over to Pope as she leant forward, placing her hands on her knees as she made some weird arm movements.
