bo was sat at his desk, scrawling ideas for songs down, occasionally scribbling out a line or word and replacing it. his phone — which was sat near the edge of the desk — suddenly lit up and started ringing. he leant over to read the caller ID, seeing it was his best friend he quickly answered. “hey, what’s up?” he asked, now clicking his pen.

“Hey bo..” her voice came through hoarse had sniffly, had she been crying? “can you tell me a joke?” she asked softly