Redbone -

He reached out, his hand trembling slightly, and pulled her to him. The music swelled, the bassline thumping in his chest, a, yes, chaotic, beautiful heartbeat of a love that was, in its own way, as "redbone" as she was.

"You coming?" she asked, her voice soft, breaking through his thoughts. Redbone

The neon sign outside the motel buzzed, casting a sickly red glow over the peeling wallpaper of Room 204. Inside, the only sound was the low, rhythmic bassline of Childish Gambino’s "Redbone" crackling from a cheap Bluetooth speaker, a song that seemed to warp the very air of the room. He reached out, his hand trembling slightly, and

“If you want it, you can have it,” he thought, looking at her in the mirror. He reached out