Eric shrugged and continued to dance his heart out. "Another shot," he called the bartender. The man looked at him peculiarly.
"What? Is the something on my face?" he gave him a lopsided grin.
"Nah, you're too cute to be a regular. Are you new around here," he mixed up their cocktail.
"Well, you can say I'm new to this scene." Eric jumped onto the bar stool with an oomph. "This is too tall," he mumbled swinging his legs around.
The bartender gave him a soft smirk.
"I'm tall okay. This chair is just abnormally tall." Eric mumbled with a pout. He did not know why but in this life he did not grow much. Even after turning nineteen, he still didn't get that magical growth spurt.
The bartender slid the drink to him and leaned forward. "Are you even legal?"
"Huh? I'm almost nineteen! I am most definitely legal.' He sipped the drink giving him a side eye. "I'm just short for my age."
