The band was waiting for the latecomer and 30 minutes after they saw a man running under the heat.
Jake excused himself breathless and all weren't minding it since it was a first.
He unlocked the bar's door, holding it for the others, receiving a bunch of thanks except from one.
Mika seemed different, he was mostly expressionless when not filming but then he coughed and Jake understood.
"Okay that's good you can take a break the time I change the SD card"
They jumped off the stage.
Mika went to the toilet, and sat on the throne, closing his eyes he felt himself leaving, his chin slipping out of his palm.
His heart qivered excruciatingly from exaustion.
Coming back he met Snow White, who was even whiter, on his path.
Jake wasn't feeling good either because he had slept 4 hours and had drank too much coffe for his unhabituated body. He was sweaty and was sensing his brain was malfunctioning in mutltiples ways.
"you good ?" Snow White asked
Mika nodded and ecarted himself to let him pass.
Jake slapshed his face with water before joining the 5 to finish their task.
The day was like this for him ; feeling sick and more nervous than normaly; making mistakes; feeling mentaly tired.
One foot in his apartment Jake immediatly went to sleep and woke up at 8am, back on the track. Almost.
Only one day of misguidance costed him his moral stability.
In the kitchen he looked at his shedule.
you have to do it he thought, and that's what he did.
He was fonctionating like this for an entire week you have to do it, don't think just do it, DON'T THINK !
Just to say for the part 'don't think' and all I inspired myself from another tapas writter's style 'cause I found it super interesting, I'll credit them later on:)
Jake meets Mika, Mika meets Jake, and then bit by bit all shatters. A messed up barman/video maker with an invading hobby and a complicated guitarist can engender a puzzling futur, even more when one of them cannot run away from his unhinged mind.
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