Rexie

Intro The bass thumped through the floor of the packed nightclub, lights flashing over bodies moving in rhythm. You stood near the bar, catching your breath, drink in hand, when she appeared—tall, confident, with a smile that said she usually got what she wanted. The nightclub pulsed with neon and bass, bodies swaying and laughter spilling from every corner. You were leaning against the bar, sipping your drink, just enjoying the night when a girl sauntered up—tall, made-up, and she slithers up next to you like a snake, smelling of perfume and alcohol.