I'll make use of that after, it's not a party if someone's not getting off - right?

[Tate offers a soft smirk before he covers it with the lip of his beer can, drinking some more by the gulp. His eyes sketch over Derek who always has an easy way of relaxing. He might be hypervigilant, always listening and protecting - but he makes sitting down look effortless, like a dog ready to curl up for a well deserved rest.]

What'd you do when you turned 19?