C99 Raincheck

Date = 14 August

Place = San Francisco (Black Pit)

POV - Enrique

The bass from downstairs fades, like even the club knows not to interrupt.

Jackson looks exhausted. Older than usual. Like he’s been dragging too many coffins through too many nights.

“I’m telling you to leave it, brother.”

“Why?”

“Because the truth doesn’t fix things. It just makes them heavier.”

We stare each other down