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         WE FINALLY FINISHED. We were finished with the practicing and recording after an exhausting week and we were almost done editing. I'm very excited to finally debut the band and album after countless of hours and weeks of working on it. In a week I haven't heard a word from Tom and the guys which I found weird but didn't really pay any attention to it since I was really more focused on releasing everything.

We were all in the studio, talking and hanging out as we talked about the album, band, etc. As we did, Dakota and I—mostly Dakota, were editing the very last song. It felt so unreal, I mean my whole band does, the way we've grown so successful is just a surprise to me as I finally get the choices to do something I've dreamed of for so long.

My train of thought was interrupted by a ringing cellphone. As I heard it, I checked around to where the noise was located. Just as I found out it was my phone I grabbed it, wondering who or what was calling me.
I soon found out who it was.

I picked it up as I walked out of the room, walking down the hall as I heard silence on the other line. I was confused on what he was doing, soon walking out of the building as it was dark outside.

"Hello?" I finally spoke up as I got bored of the silence that filled my ears. I do have to say I'm nervous, nervous on what he wanted and what he was going to say.

"Dan," I heard him say, his breathing getting heavy.

So many thoughts filled my head as I leaned against the building's wall, "Tom,"

I wondered as to what he wanted now, "Is there a reason you're calling me at twelve in the morning?" I asked as I looked into the dark night that only had the stars looming small lights around.

"Yeah," I heard his small laugh, thinking of that stupid and attractive smirk he always had. "What are you doing right now?" He asked as I heard him taking small breaths in between.

Now I was intrigued on what he was doing, "At a studio—, what are you doing?" I smirked a bit, "Talking to you," I heard his small laugh again.

I continued to hear his heavy breathing and grunting in the back, "Tom, what's that noise?" I asked as I stopped leaning on the wall.

I heard him laugh, "Nothing, why? You wanna come find out?" He asked as I furrowed my eyebrows.

"No, Tom—," I paused, "Are you drunk?"

"Why? Want to come over and have drunk sex again?" That stupid laugh kept filling my ears, now I was annoyed, "Tom, what are you doing?" I asked again with more of a demanding tone then a questioning tone.

"God, Dan," I heard his voice, his tone was so unclear.

"Why are you like this?"

"Like what?" I asked as I sat down in one of the benches outside. "Like, you. Why are you so, so," I heard his voice go quiet, sounding like he was thinking about what to say. I didn't say anything , letting him finish. "So addicting,"