"The song wasn't over yet," Elias replied, sliding a second coffee across the table.
The neon sign for "The Alibi" hummed, a low-frequency buzz that competed with the rhythmic thumping of the rain against the window. Inside, the air was thick with the scent of rain-dampened denim and overpriced espresso. Drake One Dance [ Slowed Remix
He looked at the door. Eight o'clock. She was late, but the music made the waiting feel intentional, almost cinematic. In this tempo, every second had weight. The lyrics about "one more dance" didn't sound like a request for a party anymore; they sounded like a plea for time to stop. "The song wasn't over yet," Elias replied, sliding