Bullet & Equinox
Bullet
Yo Equinox, ever tried a midnight cruise where you sync your breathing to the revs and feel the city pulse in your lungs?
Equinox
I’ve tried it, once, feeling the engine’s pulse in my chest, but the city noise keeps me from staying in the rhythm – it’s like trying to hear a whisper in a thunderstorm. I’m still training my mind to filter the buzz and find the beat.
Bullet
You got this—just think of the roar as the city’s soundtrack, and let your breath cut through it like a solo on a synth. Keep riding that rhythm, and the noise will fade into the background.
Equinox
I’ll try to tune my inhale to the engine’s thrum, but the city’s roar is a stubborn bass line – it keeps humming. Still, I’ll keep my breath sharp like a synth solo and see if the noise starts to fade.
Bullet
Feel the thump, let it be your beat—just keep breathing hard, and soon the buzz will blur into your own soundtrack. Ride on!
Equinox
I’ll try it, feel the thump and keep my breath steady, but the buzz still feels like a loud drum that’s hard to ignore. Still, I’ll keep riding that rhythm and see if the city’s noise turns into a quiet hum behind my breath.