LET'S GET WASTED [&] open

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9.4pt; line-height: 1.4;"]"Does anybody know how to child-proof anything? At all?" Was it that hard to keep the hallucinogenic shit kept behind the counter somewhere? They should treat it like poison or something, meaning abandoned cups weren't ignored for incidents like this, where children had too much curiosity and too little temperance- because that was the responsibility of an adult. But evidently, the adults in this joint didn't mind the idea of a child tripping on jungle juice. If she was experiencing side-effects. Gabriel couldn't read whether she was like this normally or if quivering was a result, though he wasn't going to bet on the safer outcome, so the hybrid approached the small creature slowly, lowering to appear less threatening. "Hey, kiddo? You okay there?" Gabe wished he at least knew who she was, because then he might know by extension whoever acted as her guardian. If someone did. Hopefully so.

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