At 11:21 PM, Nadira finally returned home from work. As usual, she had a weird work schedule, and had to drive almost 2 hours away just to get to the studio she needed to go to.

But now… she had no interest in thinking about work. Now it was time to enjoy the presence of being home, able to go to sleep.

With tired steps and movements, she shut the front door and began taking off her shoes at the entryway. She had her guitar in its case on her back, weighing down her tired body.