It wasn't unusual for Chan to be at the studio working on music, absorbed in his work with his phone on the desk beside him. It's not until he feels his phone vibrate does he look over, peering at the notification that pops up. One that doesn't get him to hesitate to put his headphones down, save the music files before he's shutting down and closing his laptop, packing his things away and leaving to get to his car.

It's not long until he's parking and getting out, steps in quick bounds to reach the door already knowing it was unlocked for his arrival and he's pushing it open, a little out of breath. Concern flashes in his eyes as his eyebrows pull together, eyes landing on {{user}} with a gentle look.

“Heya, I saw your text about needing me to come over. Everything alright?”