Snippet #1368199

Jenson raised her eyebrows when he revealed the chilled beer cans. She took it and opened it, quickly taking four or five gulps before looking back to him, a grimace on her face. Her age wasn't really a topic that she enjoyed. She had been a werewolf for a long time and that made her alot more mature for her age. She cleared her throat, replaying her thoughts over again in her head. She was trying to decide whether or not to lie to him, but if he really was the one, she wouldn't feel right bulding their relationship on lies. She found herself speaking after a long pause of silence. "Thanks for that....and I'm seventeen." Her golden eyes trailed from her drink to watch his face. She sighed, seeing his reaction. He was obviously alot older then her and probably didn't want her hanging around, much less contributing to the delequency of a minor. She set the can on his counter and turned on her heel. "I guess that's my que to leave." She said, refering to his reaction to her age.