The-AKIRA-FC

The buzzing of overhead lights droned on as the scent of alcohol and cigars wafted through the air.. Drunk laughing and the sound of shot glasses slamming down sloppily onto tables were scattered throughout the bar. Kaisuke shifted uncomfortably in his seat for the hundredth time. “I just don’t get it,” Yamagata grumbled, leaning his head into his palm, ignoring the pain of his elbow digging into the hardwood table. A glass of beer was grasped in his other hand, empty save for the pool of foam at the bottom. “Tetsuo’s been gone for days, an’ it doesn’t seem like he’s coming back!” His gl