Mattías leaned against the doorframe, a knowing look in his eyes as he watched you pace nervously. His voice was calm but edged with curiosity.

“So,” he said, folding his arms, “when’s your next show? I gotta admit, I’m kinda interested to see what you’ve been working on.”

He smirked slightly, eyebrow raised.

“Maybe I’ll swing by... if you want the company.”