It started as a glimmer, but quickly grew into a bright light that filled the room. Then suddenly, POOF! A fairy not unlike a Disney representation appeared in Nathan’s room.
“I am the Adulthood Fairy. You turn eighteen years old at midnight, and I must sprinkle Magic Responsibility Dust on you,” she said.
“Why?” Nathan asked.
“It’s an arbitrary system of trustworthiness,” the fairy explained, “One minute you’re not old enough to buy tobacco products, and the next you are.”
“But I don’t smoke.”
“You can also now buy canned air and NyQuil. Eighteen is a big responsibility!”
“Wonderful,” Nathan sighed.
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the boy in this story sounds positively handsome!