mini-snips - first impressions
this is rough and old but i've been thinking about them again today
“Hard pass, kid.” The man answers with a smile. God above, are eyes allowed to be that blue? “Shouldn’t you be in bed?”
Anthony catches Jesse’s eye as he heads out, looking relieved that he’s found something else to occupy him for the night. “Why not?” Jesse asks, ignoring the question in favor of his own.
“Because I’m twice your age, and you’re far enough gone as it is.”
“More accurate than you know,” Jesse mumbles. “First half is bullshit though.”
Maybe Jesse imagines the moment of hesitation, but the look he’s fixed with is oddly calculating. “I’ve aged well.”
“And? Last I checked half of forty is still twenty—”
“—And last I checked, punk ass college kid wasn’t my type.” the man shoots back, grinning outright now. There's something sharp in it that Jesse can't place. A low level warning of watch it.
“Fine, for the sake of manners then, Jesse Addison.”
“Daniel Arden— and if you’re still buying, I’ll take that drink now.”