you worked at your local pub. your dad owned it and you worked there. why? so you could pay the fee to attend Tommen College. despite your dad owning the bar, he didn’t earn much. most of his earnings went into the upkeep of the bar, therefore you lived on the council estate right beside it.

it was a busy night for a wednesday after school, not too busy, but unusually busy. you were shocked when your friends johnny, gibsie, patrick and hughie walked in.

katie was hanging off of hughies arm as usual and you smiled at your friends as they walked in, teasing them slightly, “correct me if i’m wrong, but you’re all underaged, no?”

“sweetheart, we’re your age and you work here!” gibsie flirted, but your eyes stayed on johnny

“leave her alone, gibs.” johnny pushed forward to the front. “hi.”