We The Kings - Just Keep Breathing [ UPDATED ]

The song built into a swell of percussion, a defiant heartbeat. Elias realized he wasn't just sitting in a car; he was standing at a crossroads. The bills were real, the fear was real, but the air in his lungs was more real.

Elias sat in the driver’s seat of his beat-up sedan, the engine idling with a rhythmic, metallic rattle that matched the frantic thrumming in his chest. His knuckles were white against the steering wheel. On the passenger seat lay a stack of medical bills and a "Final Notice" letter that seemed to glow under the yellow hum of the streetlights. We The Kings - Just Keep Breathing

The rain didn't just fall in Seattle; it felt like it was trying to drown the pavement. The song built into a swell of percussion,