chan sat for who knows how long, butt going numb after so many hours stuck to the chair. eyes sore and head pounding with the dozens of genres of songs all done within hours and hours of work.

eyes stuck to the glaring screen of his laptop, he didn't notice the door of the studio cracking open. the hand that came down to grasp his shoulder made him whirl around in shock.

yuna stood there, brows furrowed in worry as she looked at his haggard appearance.

"have you eaten?"

he shook his head, "i've been working since practice finished. haven't have the time yet."

"chan, it's almost ten. practice was over five hours ago."

"what?" the time that stared back at him indeed confirmed that he had been working for five hours nonstop.

"c'mon, let's go for dinner, okay? it'll pay." yuna gave him a small smile.

"yeah, lemme just," he gestured to his things, "pack up."

within minutes chan had saved, wiped down and put away all of the equipment he had used. packing his laptop safely into his bag, he turned off all the lights and the air conditioning before locking up.

returning the keys, he turned to the brunette next to him and said, "let's go."