by Naranda Ran (那嬾蛇朱藍) (mirrors http://s2b2.livejournal.com/77111.html) I don’t understand why I’m enjoying this. I had expected to simply sit in resignation next to the bar, carefully ignoring everyone and drinking some cheap beer, waiting for Kenny to decide he was done so we could go home. Not so. The music is good; addictive beats make […]