Wanting what she can get isn't really a thing she's used to. She's used to wanting the impossible. So as she checks off her list of 'stuff I want' in her head a lot of it is just off the table. "Want my own place, and a job that feels like its mine. Simple place to start, right?"

There's something about good looking people with effortless charm that makes her wish they'd be a little messed up to make her feel better. Still, she smiles, playful and a little lot impish, "I guess when I meet one I'll work that out."

She has to stop and stare. Alcohol is freely accessible. To anyone, that's just a thing people drink. And no drinking games? None. None at all? How, no, no that won't stand at all. "Oh I know so many stupid games that get better, and encourage, drinking this entire country won't know what hit it."