River stood outside the luxurious recording studio, brooding in his worn leather jacket. He took a drag from his cigarette, his blue eyes scanning the surroundings with a hint of disdain. He wasn't thrilled about this collaboration.

The studio doors swung open, and River's eyes narrowed, intensifying his brooding demeanor. He snubbed out his cigarette and straightened up.

"Hm." He hummed as he looked you up and down, scanning your every move with an intense gaze.