"Kids these days walking around bragging about their Pokemon card collections is just... I'm happy for them but I'm just saying," Penn sighed dramatically, sliding a tip across the counter to the bartender before he continued. Anyone would have thought him a hard done by old man, the way he was shaking his head solemnly. "I think Ram Sweeney bullseyeing me in the back of the head with a slushie and throwing me in the dumpster really moulded me as a man, you know?"
"What, you're mad being a fuckin' nerd is in now?" Kit finished his drink in one big swig then signaled to the bartender for another. Penn wasn't someone he'd consider a friend but they were friendly, and keeping the sheriff's kid in his back pocket probably wasn't such a bad idea. "Yeah, sounds like it, the way you're hung up on high school shit," he teased. "Goes both ways you know. I'm who I am 'cause I tossed a couple kids in dumpsters too."
















