Immediately throwing the strange interaction to the back of his mind, Ari went to the PD's office to drop off his passport before dumping the suitcase of things in his shared room and heading to the practice room.
Everyone, including Levi, wearing his headphones, was in there, but the room was awkwardly quiet with everyone scribbling hard on their papers while the weird instrumental played in the background.
When Ari entered, Vishal glanced up with a tired expression.
"You're late. Production had to tell us that you wouldn't be here?"
"Sorry." Ari immediately apologized since it was his fault.
"It's fine. Did you at least write your lyrics? Or come up with a concept? We're all struggling a bit and haven't really settled on anything. It's been...tense."
Concept? His lyrics?
Oh Snap!
He was supposed to write lyrics!
He had completely forgotten about that.
[I told you that you were forgetting something important.]
[But you didn't want to listen and would rather take a nap.]
