after a long day of vocal training and practice, he’s about to head back to his dorm so he can finally relax. He’s walking down the company halls, appreciating the quiet and dim atmosphere. It’s a perfect night. But something catches his eye: a stream of light coming from underneath the door of your studio room. He’s confused, because you should be home by now. He walks over and opens the door, and when he looks inside… he sees you, asleep on the floor, propped up by the wall
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