(Victoria) Nothing ever happens in this bar and I've been coming here for years so it was a surprise when this new underage kid went psycho right when a hunter came in. I figured I could do one of two things: 1. Get the hell out of here before everything goes downhill or 2. Stick around and watch how it plays out.
I should have picked one.
Instead, I picked up my ID and bought a drink for the kid. the bartender gave me a look like "really? Now?" 
Shielding my eyes from the bright light, I took a step closer to her. I could feel my skin starting to burn as I said "hey kid. All you had to do was ask around. Someone would have bought you something without asking for ID." 
Like I said, I should have just left.