Ghost in the City

The bar wasn’t the same japanese themed bar I had watched the Violent Hemorrhage play at last time. It was actually more like a dive bar.

Jeez. Were they struggling to get gigs or something?

I shrugged it off as I found a place to park and just settled in. Alice drove slow so I had time, which is of course when I recognized a very familiar Caliburn in the lot.

Smirking, I got out and headed over, to see Malcolm trying to play up his coolness by leaning against his car as some of the club goers were standing around checking out the expensive car.

I decided not to interrupt as he was definitely flirting with a girl right now.

Good luck Malcolm. I mentally offered him as I turned around.

I knew Hiromi would be here, with everyone as well, but it was still embarrassing to have all my chooms show up.

Felt like some weird school recital where your parents appeared.

I shook off the odd thought and instead decided to start unpacking.