Atlas had only one plan: distract himself by watching all the fools in the world gather in one place. Judging people had always been a hobby he couldn't get rid of. He planned to go to a nightclub and just watch people make mistakes they'd be embarrassed by for the rest of their lives.
The red-light district, however, was not in his plans. But with his limited knowledge of the city's nightlife, he simply went to the most lively area at this hour. There were tons of nightclubs, with girls standing outside, calling out for his attention.
He ignored all of them and searched for a slightly decent place. Fortunately, he found one—a bar that didn't seem to stand out from the rest.
Atlas idled at the bar counter, watching someone sing on a small stage while people enjoyed the music with their drinks. He eavesdropped on a few conversations, making him wonder why these people found such topics interesting.
