It felt different to her. Her whole life was upside down at this moment. It was chaotic, unpredictable and just filled with peace. She watched Miette, how calm she was, how her persona lacked any kind of harshness in this element. How Serena didn’t feel like to kill herself because she was in the presence of a producer. She had a talent. A raw one and she hated how mainstream wanted her to conform to a box. Serena truly believed if she listened to Miette, she could remain whatever shape she wanted. She bobbed her head to the bass, letting the flow relax her energy, the blue and black blinks of light making her see a light.
She listened to Abel, how he was able to croon such a wicked sound to perfection. How his raw talent attracted real people, rawness. People who lived, every day, rather than only once.
She wanted that.
She got up to get a refill of drinks, waving off the other girls. She needed to fog her brain a bit.