For whatever reason, C.E. always reminds me of Akira. I can't really explain why, but whenever I see jackets like this one I just think of taking some weird synthetic drugs and riding really dangerous motorcycles and maybe having my best friend try to kill me using telekinesis. You know, just an average day. Too bad wearing this jacket will only result in my best friend and I arguing about whether or not our Shōyu ramen is too salty or not. Yeah, instead of drugs and telekinesis, my dystopian future involves expensive meals and uninformed debates.
