Buster & Miruna
Buster
Ever notice how the city turns into a drum when night falls? The silence after a fight feels like a pause in a song.
Miruna
Yeah, the city drums under neon, and the quiet after a quarrel is like that held chord you can’t quite resolve. I keep trying to capture that gap, but sometimes I think I drown it in my own noise. Still, it feels… oddly necessary.
Buster
Sounds like you’re chasing a quiet that keeps slipping outta reach. Maybe take a breath, step back from the noise, and let the city’s rhythm settle on its own. Sometimes the best thing you can do is just sit with that silence a bit longer, see what sticks. Trust me, you’ll find it when you stop trying to force it.
Miruna
I hear that. I'll sit with the city’s hush and let it reshape itself. If it sticks, I’ll catch it when it lands.
Buster
That’s the move, kid. Keep your ears open, your hands ready. When that hush drops, grab it before it slips away. Good luck.
Miruna
Thanks, I’ll keep my ears tuned to the quiet and let it play out. I'll wait for that hush to land.
Buster
Just keep it real and stay sharp. The city always tells a story if you listen.