Stamp on her hand aside, Jules decides quickly that it's kind of perfect. The music is loud enough that she can feel it pulsing through her body, loud enough to get lost to, and she has a cute guy to spend the evening with, one who doesn't seem bothered either by her technically being a minor or by her being trans. She's not looking for anything serious, she doubts he is either, but Eddie is cool, way more so than she would have expected from a random guy she spotted in the quad.

He would be even if he weren't offering to buy her a drink, though right now, that definitely helps. "I won't tell if you don't," she agrees, grinning at him, the distance between them slight. "Whatever you're having is fine."