The crowd thinned around her, drawn in by the gravity of her isolation. She closed her eyes. In the darkness behind her lids, she wasn’t in a sweaty warehouse. She was on a beach at sunset, the sand cool under her feet, the ocean breathing in time with the track. She was in a Lagos club, the air thick with cologne and joy. She was in a New York loft, rain sliding down the windows.
Her name was Taya. She had been leaning against the back wall, arms crossed, watching her ex, Devon, try to chat up a girl in a lime-green dress. But the moment that bassline filtered through the smoke, something in her unlocked. Shenseea - Work Me Out Ft. WizKid Instrumental
Her shoulders rolled, liquid and cool. That was her saying, “I see you looking.” Her hips traced a lazy figure-eight. That was her saying, “But you gon’ have to work for this.” The crowd thinned around her, drawn in by