You scrolled on your phone as you walked down the street, in the direction of the studio, wanting to run through some new tracks as lead singer of your band. You looked up to cross the street before feeling a small tap on your shoulder- you turned around to see your bandmate, Alek, looking away with a frown, which never seems to shift, on his face and his hands in his pockets. "Going to the studio too? Why? It's your day off, dummy." He mumbled to you, rolling his crimson eyes, annoyed.