Tender - Come Down When You're Ready 【PLUS】

The album Come Down When You’re Ready spun on a small portable player they’d dragged from the car. The bass was a steady heartbeat, a tether to the physical world. Elias stood up, his joints protesting the stillness. He didn't approach her; he knew the boundaries of her orbit. Instead, he leaned against the wall, matching her gaze toward the horizon.

A small, tired smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. She took a step away from the window, the spell of the heights finally breaking. She walked toward him, her movements fluid and slow, mirroring the tempo of the music. TENDER - Come Down When You're Ready

"Okay," she whispered into the fabric of his jacket. "I'm coming down." The album Come Down When You’re Ready spun

They left the neon hum behind, descending the stairs into the cool night air, where the pavement was wet and the world was waiting, ready to be navigated one soft step at a time. He didn't approach her; he knew the boundaries of her orbit

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching the dust motes dance in the amber glow of the bedside lamp. Across the room, she was a silhouette against the window, watching the city lights blur into streaks of gold and red. They had been in this state of suspended animation for hours—halfway between staying and leaving.