He was still youthful looking, especially for a guy in his mid-twenties, but thanks in part to his persistent stubble, he couldn't pass for a teenager any longer.
(The bolded part is me.)
The day I suddenly realize that mid-twenties is not considered youthful is the day I start feeling those cricks in my back and my neck, I suppose...
Also... stubble signifies a non-teen male? I figure that even if you have a baby-face, stubble won't make much of a difference.
I'm sorry. I must be much more far removed from my high school years than I thought. I'm sure I remember all of my brothers starting to shave while they were still in high school.
This is as bad as the weird Cinderella comparisons she made in the prologue. Or maybe I'm just being too picky. I should probably quit scrutinizing the writing and try to see where this book goes.
As for the book itself, it seems we are taking an Urban Fantasy approach to the setting and story, so I will adjust my reading mindset accordingly. Although I still don't know in what capacity of Urban Fantasy we're dealing with yet. Hopefully it'll all come together soon.
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