a Messed up night
After a run in with some assassins the crew decided to split up. Each had their own agenda and the first thing on Sanzo's mind was "I need a drink." It was a cold night and he didn't feel like walking too far so he crawled into the first bar he could find.
"Gimme a beer," he scowled as he sat down.
"You sure you should be drinking, you look like ( Read more... )
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