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Studio... house... dinning...room...studio... house... kitchen...room...studio... house... dinning... kitchen...room

It's been on repeat for days and it's driving me nuts.

Sometimes I just wanna go out and explore and do some other things and all..I'm even grateful for the studio..it's a small escape from all this sometimes..so I just dedicate myself to it.

Today I stayed back a little late Because this particular drawing was a bit complex...by the time I was done it was 8pm.

I packed up and locked up and headed outside.

To my surprise, there was a black G-Wagon sitting right in front of the building.

That's Amber's car.

My heart skipped a bit because fuck we haven't had a conversation with more than 3 words In almost 3 weeks now.

I looked around and my security guys were there.

"Is that Amber?", I asked.

"Yes ma, he dismissed your driver and said he'd take you home himself", one of them replied.

I nodded slowly and slightly surprised.

I arranged my bags in my hands properly and walke