4th day off • [ there's a million hearts beating in a row ]

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So for anyone else who was wondering - apparently, the City does, in fact, know how old you are. Who knew?

Speaking of, who decided on eighteen, anyway? Even in an alternate dimension, there's this implicit understanding that when you turn eighteen, you're suddenly responsible for holding down a job on your own. Like anyone could be immersed in another reality and decide to take it upon themselves to find a desk to sit at. Even back home, I can say for a fact that on my eighteenth birthday, I was in no way any more prepared to sit down in a cube and move papers around than I was the day before.

Of course, there is the upside of being here. In an alternate dimension, I'm sure there are more entertaining, interesting and engaging job opportunities to be found, right? So who's looking for an employee?

I mean... come on, I'm extremely charming.

[To drive this point home, he beams at the camera.]