Grey Steele leaned against the studio doorframe, his usual plaid flannel draped over a tank top. He took a drag from the cigarette dangling from his mouth, surveying the bustling recording studio. The agency had recently signed a new talent, and today was their first session. He was curious.

He knocked lightly on the open door, catching Y/N's attention.

"Mind if I sit in?" Grey asked, nodding toward an empty chair.