Sang: *Passes Trenton a beer with a devious grin. I know you can’t get drunk, but I like it when you drink with me.
Pierce: *Listening to Amelia quietly before looking down to readjust her shirt. ...guys are okay. But I’m surrounded by them all the time. Sweaty soldiers that never wash their uniforms and who crouch around in the mud all day. They’re so gross. At least where I’m from.
Sang: Well, what do you think of guys here? Ones your age, I mean.
Pierce: *Shrugs. Haven’t met any. From the people I saw on the street earlier, I’d say the guys here aren’t as gross as the ones back home, but I still think they’re just okay. Not someone I would date in the future.
Sang: Is there a girl back home you’re interested in?
Pierce: I’m thirteen. I’m too young to date.
Sang: Suit yourself. When I was thirteen, I was having sex.
Pierce: *Wrinkles her nose in disgust. Thanks for sharing?
Sang: When you do that thing with your nose, you really could pass as Fuchsia’s daughter!
Tara: *Overhearing Jaxen. Nope. Some people are homeless. Some live in one bedroom houses or apartments. It varies. I was homeless for about a day once...wasn’t my idea of fun but it really put things into perspective.
Myung: Right, the last time you were homeless was the day you joined our group...
Tara: Feels like forever ago.
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