We met in a bar. My friends dragged me to the dark building, lit with rustic light bulbs instead of diffused-beam lighting system. When I asked the bar worker, he said the owner had a stockpile from back when bulbs were viable, and he hated to waste money.
The light from the bulbs was fuzzy, and as my friends dragged me from the bar to a table, I spotted her. Read the rest of this entry »