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"Let’s give them an answer then," Gjesti said. "Not a 'hello,' but a song. If he’s calling again, tell him the line is busy with better things."

Gjesti leaned against the doorframe, a smirk tugging at his lips, though his eyes remained serious. "They always know when you're about to find the right note. That’s the trap. You think you’re writing about the past, but the past is still calling you in the present." gjesti_x_albos_prap_tthirri

The voice came from the shadows of the booth. stepped out, adjusting his headphones. He had been watching Albos stare at the screen for the last hour. There was no judgment in his tone, only the weary understanding of someone who had lived through the same lyrics they were trying to write. "Let’s give them an answer then," Gjesti said