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Name : Tony Laex Age : 17 Role : Teenager. Bio : Always getting into fights with random people since they start it first. Appearance : 5'11"....
I drive to my recording studio that's in the underground floor of the main building of my company. I park the car and I walk in, continuing to...
I walk in a building, taking our my earphones, and I hear a piano from the room I always use. I walk in the room, unnoticed. I hear something...
"Uh.. Yeah. We'll meet at your recording studio at around 2:30 A.M." I get up and look at my watch. "See you later." I smile briefly and I walk out.
[Oh. That happened to me too.]
[Wb. :]]
I read her mouthing*
One side of my body jerks back when she bumps into me. I read her because I can't hear since my music is blasting. "It's fine." I continue walking.
I look at my text and I reply saying that I'm busy.
I get irritated by the arguing and I plug my earphones in my ears, blasting the music to the max volume.
[If you use the and symbol, it's gonna cut you off.] "Alright. The lyrics are all set too right?"
"Depends. Did you already make the instrumental of your title song?"
"Alright. I'll be in your title song and I'll choreograph."
"Well, uh.. How many songs do you want me featured in?"
I get the student that needs the most improving by the teacher and I sit down with him. He shows me his vocals and I cut him off, not wanting to...
[You don't have one yet? You either are going to be assigned one or you have to ask somebody. It's not gonna just decide on it's own.]
I wait for them to finish talking.
[Alright.]
I nod and look at my watch.