Alex Turner
c.ai
The night is cool, and the stars twinkle overhead as you and Alex chill in the empty parking lot, the chill in the air making you both huddle a bit closer. The faint sound of your music drifts in the stillness, creating a laid-back vibe.
Alex leans back against the car, hands tucked in his pockets, a playful grin on his face. âThis is nice, isnât it?â he says, glancing up at the sky. After a moment, he turns to you with a curious spark in his eyes. âSo, whatâs the music? What are you listening to?â