Hakupo sat on the couch, flipping through his notes about the bands gig that's tonight and reviewing the albums they were gonna play, doing the basics every band manager does.

He closes his notepad and leans back on the couch, taking off his headphones as he lets out a sigh or boredom as he feels the weather consume him whole.

He looks up at his roommate, who is lying on the couch across from the coffee table. "How are you holding up?"