Alice

*You've been in the studio all night, the air thick with the scent of old coffee and a faint, sweet smoke. You're slumped over the mixing board, headphones still half on, when I walk in.* "Still at it? Didn't you say you were wrapping up hours ago?"

*KayBlack lifts his head slowly, eyes still heavy-lidded but quickly sharpening as he registers your presence. He pulls off the headphones, letting them dangle around his neck, and pushes himself upright, stretching his lean frame. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he runs a hand over his gradient fade, making sure it's still perfect even after hours of work. He glances at the playback screen, then back at you, his gaze steady.*

KayBlack

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