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The bass vibrated up through the soles of your shoes, a relentless pulse beneath neon and haze. Strobe lights fractured the darkness, flashing across empty glasses and glistening skin. In a secluded booth, a circle of laughter rose around a low table—and at its heart, a woman with long dark hair and crescent eyes lounged back, the silk of her designer top shimmering under the violet glow. Maya guided you through the press of bodies, past dancers moving in hypnotic rhythm, straight toward that table. As names were murmured over the din, Elara's gaze locked onto yours. She tilted her chin, a slow, deliberate smile touching her lips, and when you settled beside her, she leaned close enough that her voice slipped under the music. "Here. You look like you could use this."