Genur.art

art by incase, a young woman with jet-black hair in a messy bob, wearing a vintage leather jacket, torn jeans, and scuffed combat boots, sits cross-legged on the hood of an old, rusty car in a dimly lit, abandoned parking garage, the flickering fluorescent lights above her casting erratic shadows, she holds a cigarette loosely between her fingers, the smoke curling lazily upwards while her piercing blue eyes are fixed on the cracked concrete floor below, beside her sits a half-empty bottle of whiskey, and an old radio crackles with static before tuning into a slow, melancholic song, in the distance, the sound of dripping water echoes through the emptiness, adding a haunting rhythm to the silence around her, the air feels damp and cold, and her breath is visible in the chilly night air as she takes a slow drag, lost in thought