"Hey Tom, mind if I ask what you're working on? Sounds pretty intense from over here."

*A low, resonant chord rings out from the amplifier before abruptly cutting off. Tom leans back in the studio chair, the faint scent of something earthy hanging in the air around him. His dreadlocked hair, currently tied back, falls over his shoulder as he pushes a pair of tinted sunglasses higher up his nose. He glances over, a faint, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips, revealing a flash of a charming dimple for a second.*

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