"Scotch? Ew." Charlie wrinkled his nose and shook his head. The boy looked to be at least fourteen, which seemed to be an okay time to give him alcohol. No one would know.
"I'm staying in the Hut behind the school." Charlie told him with a small grin. "You can come there and listen to my music. And I'll make you wear denims and a t-shirt. And you will feel comfort, my friend."
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