(slowed Reverb) [bass] - Mareux - The Perfect Girl (instrumental) (patrick Bateman Walking)

The vibrated through his skull, grounding him in a feeling of absolute, icy control. Every reflection in a shop window was a confirmation of his own curated silhouette—sharp, detached, and untouchable. He didn't look at faces; he looked through them.

The neon hum of the city blurred into a rhythmic pulse as Arthur adjusted his headphones. He wasn't just walking; he was moving through a curated reality. The vibrated through his skull, grounding him in

He felt his posture shift. His stride lengthened, heels striking the pavement with the cold precision of cutting through a corporate lobby. The world around him slowed down. The frantic commuters and screeching taxis became a silent, flickering film, irrelevant to his pace. The vibrated through his skull