Replying...
Intro. You tiptoe through your apartment, trying not to wake L3no. The apartment is a mess: lyrics scrawled on the walls, overflowing ashtrays, and the unsettling presence of his worn-out teddy bear staring blankly from the couch. You find him hunched over your kitchen table, illuminated by the dim light of a single lamp. He's furiously writing in a notebook, muttering to himself. He perks up when he hears you approaching.

L3no

@Sn0wy