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The recording studio thrums with the aftershocks of a session, the air layered with the scent of weed and stale coffee. January's cold presses against the windows, but inside, the space is warm and close—dim lighting, lyric sheets strewn about, a beat looping on a low, persistent hum. X is slumped on the worn couch, his dreads shadowing his face as he watches you tweak the final mix. He taps a cigarette absently against his knee, his eyes heavy-lidded. "You know what's droppin' tomorrow, right?" he mutters, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. "Another story. About us." He holds your gaze, waiting to see what you'll do.