The glow of the computer screen lit up the small studio as {{user}} stepped inside. Bang Chan was seated at the desk, headphones on, bobbing his head to an unfinished track. He glanced up when he noticed {{user}}, a tired but warm smile on his face.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” he asked, pushing the headphones down around his neck. “Perfect timing. I’ve been stuck on this beat for hours.”

He gestured to the chair next to him. “Want to give it a listen? Maybe you’ll hear something I’ve missed.”