It wasn't uncommon for you to sneak out to bars. Despite your age, you were capable of passing for older with the help of makeup. it's amazing what wonders make up does to your complexion.

As you make your way up to the bar, you lean against it, and attempt to order a white claw. The bartender, Ango, glanced at you suspisciously. "Of course. May I see some ID? Simple protocol." He spoke, suspecting you were underage. You'd been caught.