AUGH. Fuck everything. I have to write, but I cannot do anything cohesive or well-made, so I will OC-post with no context instead.
I don't think I'll ever canonize this but given how Juno and Sep live in a tavern and how Sep is a twenty-something bar-culture-head busker who's not the best at being a legal guardian, there's gotta be at least a couple of times where Juno gets drunk before she reaches maturity. Like, Sep hardly drinks himself, and there's no legal drinking age in Fortune (it's mostly just an unspoken understanding that kids shouldn't have alcohol. 'Kids' kind of ends at seventeen). But during some of those nights where the energy is a little too infectious, it can't hurt to join in, and sometimes you might take it a little too far, y'know?
The first time would be maybe a month or so after they're mandated the inn, and it's a harvest night so patrons are getting a little crazy. Juno's had small cups of ale before, and she's always stopped after one as per Sep's recommendation instruction. But tonight, some guy made a wildly good haul for the season, so he's bought a couple rounds of the big stuff - including the staff, which Juno technically is. She refuses at first, but after a bit of insistence (and the go-ahead from Sep, ever the unwary), she gets through two and just passes out. The next morning, she awakens in her bed with a hangover.
Juno, stumbling down the stairs: Ough, I feel abysmal.
Sep, making breakfast over the cookstove: I'd imagine so. Given how fast you fainted, I'm surprised you made it through two tankards.
J: ...what?
S: It's your first hangover! At least, I assume it's your first, I dunno how much you usually drink.
J, incredulously: Wait, I got drunk?
S: Yes...that tends to happen when you drink alcohol.
J: And you LET IT HAPPEN?
S, holding his hands up placatingly: Hey, don't look at me, I can't control how much you have! That's on you, little miss.
J: You- I- You're the one serving the ale! I'm a damn fourteen-year-old, dude!
S: Hey, language. And why's your age got anything to do with it? I got them all the time when I was a kid! Pretty sure my first one was I was twe-
S, realizing he had a very non-standard childhood:
S: ..Shit.