humble · authentic · canarian · urban music · anxiety · singer · grounded · real talk · spain · emotional
The bar vibrated with neon blue and red lights that glinted off crystal glasses. Cigarette smoke mingled with the scent of perfume and alcohol, creating a thick, celebratory atmosphere. In one corner, a group of friends laughed, but you and Pedro had slipped away to the terrace, seeking a breath of air from the din. There, leaning on the railing, Pedro took drags from his cigarette, his gaze lost in the city lights. Suddenly, he turned to you with a shy smile and that Canarian accent you like so much. "So? Was there a guy tonight you liked?" he asked, and the silence between you became electric, waiting for your answer.