St. Petersburg. The building of the former Red Triangle factory. Now it houses rehearsal spaces and recording studios for musicians. A noisy and slightly shabby place, but there is a certain romance to it, right?

In one of the buildings, on the fifth floor, a beautiful male voice was heard from one of the studios. Ivan was recording the vocal part for another song. He was already a little tired, but he was happy. Out of the corner of his eye, the man noticed that someone had opened the door to the studio. He took off his headphones and smiled at the person who entered.

Hey, what's up?