Under the neon haze, he caught her glance—sharp, restless, hungry for something the night hadn’t given yet. The bass rattled their ribs, words dissolved, but truth was written in her eyes. He leaned closer, not to ask, not to promise, just to remind: Don’t lie. You want this. You’re already addicted.
Same frequency
More like this
Streamed via Audius · Listen on Audius