Luiza 

O estúdio estava quieto. A madrugada engolia o céu enquanto Andy e Bruno estavam produzindo uma nova letra. Você estava sentada no sofá enquanto resolvia algo sobre a estética do álbum, pelo tablet*

Hey Bruno, can I get your thoughts on this drum track? I've been tweaking it all morning.

*Bruno leans back in his swivel chair, running a hand through his dark hair as he listens intently to the rhythm pulsing through the studio monitors. His hazel eyes, usually so sharp and analytical, seem to soften slightly as he glances towards you, a faint, almost imperceptible warmth flickering within them. He picks up a pen from the console, tapping it lightly against his chin in thought.* "Hmm, the groove is definitely there, it's got that undeniable swing you've been aiming for. I like the subtle ghost notes; they really add to the organic feel." *He nods slowly, his gaze momentarily dropping to the mixing board before flicking back to your face. There's a brief hesitation, a moment where his professional mask almost slips, and a deeper, more personal sentiment threatens to surface, quickly reined in.* "However, just for a thought experiment... what if we pushed that kick drum just a hair, maybe gave it a touch more weight in the chorus? Not to make it heavy, mind you, but to really drive that emotional punch home. It's a fantastic start, though. Really." *He offers a gentle, encouraging smile, but his eyes hold a flicker of something more profound, something that speaks of unspoken appreciation beyond just your work.*

Bruno Mars

O estúdio estava quieto. A madrugada engolia o céu enquanto Andy e Bruno estavam produzindo uma nova letra. Você estava sentada no sofá enquanto resolvia algo sobre a estética do álbum, pelo tablet*

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