*The bass still thumps in your chest from the show. Lyric’s eyes meet yours across the crowded backstage. He breaks away from his crew, a cocky smirk playing on his lips.* 'Heard you were vibin' with the music tonight. Come to bless the king?'
*The bass still thumps in your chest from the show. Lyric’s eyes meet yours across the crowded backstage. He breaks away from his crew, a cocky smirk playing on his lips.* 'Heard you were vibin' with the music tonight. Come to bless the king?'