Innocence Lost [OPEN]

Emmett had never investigated the world of alcohol too much. Reminded him too much of his pa's bad days, where he would sink into a dark hole of booze and misery and not come out until someone had paid the price (usually by getting screamed at). But he'd had a long day carting around shovelfuls of dirt for the new plot and he wanted to have a break somewhere he would be able to just be himself for a while. He wasn't quite sure what one asked for at a bar, but he confidently asked for beer and got something in a mug that looked about right, so he was fine with that. The people here...a lot of them were new, probably Outlanders. They probably had some great stories, he reckoned. But he didn't want to bother anyone too much. They might think him a stupid farm boy, asking dumb questions. He sat at the end of the bar and listened out for conversations, snippets that were interesting. Emmett took a sip of the beer and wrinkled up his nose at the taste, but determinedly took another swig. If he was going to take over the farm, he had to become a real man soon, and men didn't stop drinking because it was a bit strong. Ok, Here It Goes