[zajawa]

Hanao rolled his eyes and pulled out the ID. He handed it to the dealer with a little pout. This was not the first time someone asked him about it so he learned to always have it with him.
"Happy now?", he asked, tapping the counter with his finger impatiently. "If so kindly hurry up because the only thing I want to do now is to drink that alcohol and go to sleep."
Hanao shifted from one foot to the other and almost doubled over in pain. He grabbed his knee and stayed like this for a while. Finally he straightened up, pale.
"Hurry up, will you?", he growled leaning on the counter.