The neon lights of Hollywood Boulevard flickered like restless fireflies, casting their glow on the pavement below.
Rapper ASAP, fresh from a sold-out concert, stepped out of the club, his adrenaline still pumping from the electric crowd.
His black Cadillac, sleek and imposing, awaited him at the curb, its leather seats whispering promises of luxury.
Two women, their eyes smoldering with desire, approached him, their heels clicked against the sidewalk, a rhythm that matched the beat of the night.