08 August | The Dopamine Hit · 8 of 11
I don't know how I even felt my phone vibratewith the bass pulsing so heavy through my body.
A TikTok DMfrom you.
Stomach dropsI swallow down the fireas I watchan unknown girlbathed in blue lightloose brown curls bouncingskintight tank topeyes closeddancing in the club.
Ironicthat yousent thisto me.
I casually turn the fire back on you:
"Damnwhere did they get this recording of medancing in the club?"
I hit send with a smirkthen I lost myself in the beat againclosing my eyesmoving in perfect timeto Rich Gang's Tapoutin the club.
My phone vibrated.
You again:
"It's AIand you've never been to the club."
I suck in air and smileadrenaline and blood rush.You could have run with the jokebut chose to correct the record.
What?Does that image bother you?Mefreein the club.
I turn down the radioin my carand adjust my hijab in the mirroreyes sparking back at myself.
You wanna play with me?Comelet's keep dancing.