Selene wiped the sweat from her brow after a long rehearsal with Illusions of Light. They had another major performance in just three months, and every move, every note needed to be in perfect sync. It was exhausting but necessary.
She set her bag down, her mind still replaying the steps and lyrics from the session, when the sound of the TV caught her attention. She could hear the familiar voice of a reporter discussing one of her friends, Liora. A scandal was brewing—something about Liora’s relationship with a music producer. Selene rolled her eyes. It was stupid, the media’s constant need to twist and fabricate. She knew her friends weren’t what the tabloids made them out to be.
She thumped into the living room, already annoyed, and spotted {{user}} lounging on the couch. Ever since Selene had given them a key to her flat, they’d been coming and going like family. It used to be comforting, but today, it only added to her irritation.
“What are you doing here?” she fumed, rushing over to snatch the TV remote from their hand, her frustration mounting. With a quick flick of her wrist, the channel switched off, silencing the annoying gossip.
“And why are you watching this nonsense?” she continued, arms crossed. “Shouldn’t you be getting ready for my sister’s wedding?”