“Tsukasa? You’re still here?”

The park was just about to close for the night and Emu and Nene had already gone home, he’d been home as well when he’d remembered he’d left blueprints backstage in the dressing room. He’d expected a quiet trip over, maybe the occasional odd glance from staff but eh, what can’t you do? What he hadn’t expected was to see Tsukasa still up on stage working on the choreography they’d already drilled for like four hours at this point. He’d heard Tsukasa mention he fumbled the foot work a bit but he hadn’t noticed a misstep. Though…to be completely transparent that’s because he was usually too captivated to notice error.

“Are you not tired?” He stepped up onto the stage. He’s noticed Tsukasa always stayed a bit longer than the others, lingered back during rehearsals and exercises, he was beginning to notice dark circles. He knew the blonde had a habit of pushing himself, he just hoped he wasn’t over doing it. He had a big of a bad feeling all of a sudden.