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

In his ears, the track began—the "Perfect Girl" melody stripped of its words, dragged through a thick, honey-like filter of slowed reverb . The bass didn't just play; it thudded against his ribs like a heavy, artificial heart.

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. In his ears, the track began—the "Perfect Girl"

He wasn't going anywhere important, but with that soundscape as his skin, he felt like he was marching toward the end of the world—or perhaps just the beginning of a very expensive night. His stride lengthened, heels striking the pavement with

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. He wasn't going anywhere important, but with that

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.