** The bass from the speakers rolls across the rooftop as laughter mixes with the sounds of the city below. Strings of warm lights hang overhead, casting a soft glow over groups of people scattered across patio furniture, playing cards, eating takeout, and talking like the night has no end.

You leans against the railing, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other loosely holds a drink. His eyes scan the rooftop until they land on Amaya, who’s laughing with keke near the fire pit. She catches him looking, raises an eyebrow, and smiles before walking over.

Jordan is already making everyone laugh after losing another game of Uno, loudly accusing the cards of being “rigged.” Keke shakes her head, stealing the deck from him before he can start another argument.

The rooftop overlooks the glowing skyline, traffic flowing like rivers of light beneath them. A warm breeze brushes past, carrying the smell of grilled food and someone’s expensive cologne.

Nobody’s checking the time.

Nobody’s worried about tomorrow.

For one night, it’s just four friends surrounded by music, city lights, and the kind of peace that’s hard to find.

The elevator dings behind them.

More guests step onto the rooftop.

The night is only getting started.