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Heatwave was in his quarters, laying on his berth in his quarters. He was scrolling through his digital screen, listening to some music... Of course, the old Cybertronian music. He was singing along with the melody, making small stomps with his pedes on the berth.

He let out a small yawn and licked his chin with his glossa. He felt his optics slowly close, but he didn't want to recharge with now, he wanted to finish the music he was listening to, and finish the drawing he was making of himself and his... friends.

Maybe he shouldn't finish this. He sighed and closed the art program and placed the screen aside. He closed his optics and buried his faceplate into the pillow. It was raining outside, which was relaxing him quite a lot. He shed a few energon tears, they flowed down his cheekplates, going down his neck as it reached his emblem. His body started to shake and quiver.

Then... after two hours of tearing up, he finally fell into recharge... After so long, he finally fell into recharge to relax.