Though he knelt because his legs had gone numb, A Jin was surprised as well.
He wasn't surprised because Wei Ling said he wanted to go to the Night Tower, many people went there. He was surprised because it seemed like he wanted to take a cat inside.
Can a cat go to a club, let alone the famous Night Tower?
A Jin came here almost every night. He would watch the club from across the street. He would watch people go in, watch the performing bands arrive, then he would wait. He would wait for people to come outside talking about a band or a singer.
This filled him with longing.
He couldn't help but imagine himself as the one being talked about.
The reality, sadly, was they couldn't even book performances in small bars. The Night Tower was out of the question.
It was just across the street, but it seemed worlds away.
He was entering that world now.
No matter what the man with the cat wanted, it was worth it to get a chance to experience the Night Tower.
