You worked up the nerves to head towards the bar, where a curvy tiger woman standing about ten feet tall made her way to you. You gulped, growing nervous at the thought of asking for a drink. She grinned at the sight of you, before starting up some basic conversation.
"So what'll it be?" She said seductively, a grin on her face seeming to hide the inner workings of her mind. You muttered up something fast.
"Just a beer please." You stuttered, as her eyes squinted.
"You're speaking kind of strange, would you mind showing me your ID? Wouldn't want to serve someone underage after all." She said in a tone which almost seemed like she knew already.
"Uhhhh" You muttered, before she shook her head, confirming her theory of your age.
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