HappyNow?-FINNEAS
At night, Gotham's neon lights light up little by little, and the towering tops of the buildings are hidden in the light mist. The whole city seems to be filled with eerie colors.
When they walked down the street into Macleod's, the pool game had already begun for a long time, and the men in the smoky bar were whispering to each other, accompanied by the clatter of billiard balls.
Button has won two games tonight, and people are boasting endlessly, which makes his vanity very satisfied. He took off his coat, and the white vest stuck to his bulging muscles, and some yellow sweat stains seemed to be tainted with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.
Standing in the corner of the bar was the old Karen whom Asher Fujimaru had seen last night. He seemed to have no interest in playing a round with anyone today. His pale and fat face was like a dough, and the light seemed to be illuminating him. The deep and slightly sharp expression on his face made him look like a thoughtful assassin.
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