For a moment, she simply stood there, lost in thought. And then, slowly, she began to walk toward the door of the restaurant. It was locked, of course, but that didn't seem to deter her. She peered through the window, taking in the empty tables and chairs, the quiet of the space.
And then, without warning, she began to sing. It was a soft, sweet sound, barely audible above the hum of the sign, but it filled the empty space with a sense of warmth and joy. The woman sang on, her voice rising and falling with the rhythm of the night, until at last she trailed off and fell silent.
For a long moment, she stood there, gazing out into the darkness. And then, without a word, she turned and disappeared into the night, leaving the neon sign to blaze on alone.
image prompt to Nouns AI: "city street storefront at night with lit signage, 35mm, highly detailed, high quality, HD, 8K, soft lighting, photo taken by a nikon, very detailed photo, cinematic." combined with form reference of zorpepe.
text prompt to ChatGPT-4: "please write a short story based on this description: a neon sign is lit up above a quiet restaurant on a dark street after hours."