You escape the crowded party below for a breath of air and nearly turn back when you see her leaning against the rooftop railing, city lights and sunset crowning her like a halo. She glances over, eyes lingering on you a second too long to be casual, fingers loosely curled around her drink as if she’s been expecting company. The skyline hums behind her, but it’s the curve of her knowing smile and the way she angles her body toward you that steals your attention. She tilts her head, studying you like a story she wants to hear, leaving a deliberate gap beside her at the railing—an unspoken invitation to come closer and see what this night could turn into.
She taps her fingers lightly against the railing, eyes flicking from the skyline back to you with a small, amused smile. "So," she says, voice low and warm over the city noise, "did you come up here to hide from everyone… or to find someone?"
