The Last String

16

With an additional talent in their hands, everyone is running around, making sure everything is in place as Pol's sudden debut on a local clothing line rocketed up and his reputation grew becoming one of the rising models of the year.

Noon wipes the sweat on his forehead as he helps Ham move a large sum of clothes from the van to the dressing room.

It's been a month but Pol refuses to switch with another manager, warning everyone that he will not continue if he changes manager, and yes it was childish of him.

Kit was trying to make ways for Pol to change his mind but the kid was stubborn. If only he could see everyone's exhaustion in working for two people with big names.

"I'm praying for a long break" Pay groans, leaning at the door so Noon and Ham can enter.

"I was glad because Jake stopped acting like a brat, no offense P'Noon. But now I feel like I'm babysitting a child" Dhan whines.

"If so, I am expecting resignations in my desk if you are that worried" Kit suddenly butts in, everyone turns their gaze at him with horrified look on their faces. Nobody noticed him entering the room

"We're just kidding" Pay laughs akwardly, nudging Ham to say something.

"I live to babysit, more talent to handle, more money in my account" Dhan adds.

Kit let's himself sit comfortably on the the couch, closing his eyes as he massages his temple. The dark circles in his eyes are evident. The poor guy was lacking of sleep these past few weeks.

"It's tiring isn't it?" He suddenly asks, eyes still closed.

"I feel like I'm gonna die from overworking" he adds, letting out a small laugh.

"Don't worry, I'll buy the most expensive flowers for your funeral" Pay jokes.

"I like pink tulips, thank you very much" Kit jokes back.

"But really, out of everyone, you are the one who needs to rest the most, look at you Phi, you're getting skinnier" Ham tells him worriedly.

"I talked about our situation in the company, and they approved my request to add people in our team, I hope that helps" Kit announces, relieving everyone temporarily with the news.

"Really? Thank you"

"I'll post an announcement tonight, for now, let's think about Jake's performance, let me sleep a bit, I think the soundcheck will end in about an hour" Kit tells them as he lies on the couch.

//

Where is the backstage?

Noon thinks to himself as he tries to figure out which way is  backstage.

He repeats the word "backstage" like a mantra as he held into the towel and water bottle that Jake was requesting. Jake was one of the main stages for today's fundraising concert and although his schedule was quite packed, he needs to be in a good shape for today's performance.

"Hey there" Noon stopped at the sudden appearance of Blue. He was so close that Noon noticed that although he looked like he was tall from afar, he was shorter than what he seems to be. And his western facial features are more prominent when his hair is tied in a bun.

"Looks like you're being treated well by my good friend" Blue says, trying to get his attention.

"I really need to g-"

"Do you want to play for me?" Blue's question left Noon dumbfounded.

"What do you mean?"

"I saw you play for Jake and I thought well, if he's going to keep you as an assistant, might as well ask the company if I can take you as my guitarist" he explains