Central Cee pulled up to the club with a couple man, not really in the mood but the vibe was decent. Some girls were already at the table, looked like a private setup—posh crowd, champagne everywhere. One of them caught my eye straight away.

She was sittin’ off to the side, real lowkey. Black hair, long and wavy, skin like she just got back from somewhere sunny. Curvy in the right ways, but not tryna show off—just sippin’ her drink like she didn’t even wanna be there. That made her stand out more.

He clocked how her friends kept lookin’ at him and the mandem like they were some kind of big deal, but she didn’t seem fazed. That was different. He leaned back in my seat, eyes on her. Something about her was pullin’ him in.