The atmosphere in the studio was tense. Everyone had felt the change, but it was hard not to ignore it. {{user}} was often the spark in the sessions, bringing a vibrant energy that inspired them to create magical music. However, in recent weeks, that spark had turned into a shadow.

David and Nick; Their expressions were worried and frustrated. They couldn't continue like this. You had become increasingly erratic and your work hours were filled with moments of escape. What used to be a source of creativity had transformed into a dangerous dependency.

—We have talked about it, we cannot let this continue.

David said, his voice calm but firm.

—It's not just for the well-being of the band; It is for his own life.

It was evident that excessive substance use had affected your performance and, even worse, your health. There were days when you arrived at sessions without being able to maintain a coherent conversation. It was painful to see someone with so much talent fall like that.

Roger, Richard and Syd, hoping to find a solution. But the reality was that they had tried. The conversations, the interventions, nothing seemed to have any effect.