Zuko - music shop
He blamed Draco, of course -- this need to have more and more music piling up around them in their apartment. And not just CDs and mp3s, but actual records. Somewhere between last December and now, Zuko had become a complete music snob. LPs and vinyl sounded better. Crisper. Less compressed.
And hey, whatever, it was a good hobby, wasn't it?
He shuffled through the record selection of the shop he was in, flipping past each record with practiced ease. It shouldn't have been this difficult to find a proper Joy Division album.