
Amidst muted grays and scattered sunlight, a lone cat lounges on the sofa, its gaze drifting. Jazz whispers secrets from the corners, where unfinished stories linger like smoke. The air, thick with whiskey, swirls around a half-formed idea, waiting for a writer who may never arrive.
Amidst muted grays and scattered sunlight, a lone cat lounges on the sofa, its gaze drifting. Jazz whispers secrets from the corners, where unfinished stories linger like smoke. The air, thick with whiskey, swirls around a half-formed idea, waiting for a writer who may never arrive.