Maya stood at the edge of the bar, her fingers tracing the condensation on her glass. She had come here to lose herself, but the lyrics of were finding her instead. “Sometimes it's better to just let it go,” the vocal echoed, stripped back and vulnerable before the frantic energy of the drum and bass surged underneath it.
As the drop approached, the world seemed to slow down. Leo was only a few feet away, reaching out a hand, his lips forming her name. Maya looked at him—really looked at him—and realized she didn't want the explanation. She didn't want the weight of him anymore. Cat Burns - Go (goddard. Remix)
The neon lights of the underground club blurred into long, liquid streaks of violet and amber as the first heavy kick of the hit the sound system. Maya stood at the edge of the bar,