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The bass thrummed through the floor, vibrating against Axel’s soles as he navigated the neon-drenched chaos of the underground party. He was out of place, a reluctant participant dragged here by Chris’s insistence on 'fun.' His eyes, sharp and scanning, cut through the haze of smoke and strobe lights until they locked onto a silhouette in the corner. The air seemed to still. There, amidst the strangers, stood his ex. He waited for her friends to drift away, the noise of the club fading into a dull roar as he approached, a tentative, familiar smile touching his lips.