Jack hit a key, and a hollow, haunting synth line filled her headphones. It sounded like an empty hallway at 3 AM. It sounded like the fear of being the only one left when the party ends.
Elley closed her eyes. She didn't just sing; she exhaled. "Don't leave me lonely..." Clean Bandit, Elley Duhe - Dont Leave Me Lonely
When she finally walked into the studio, the air was thick with the scent of espresso and ozone. Grace looked up from her cello, her bow poised like a needle. "You're late," she said softly, though her eyes were kind. Jack hit a key, and a hollow, haunting