Kira eventually got up from her bed, the really messy portraits of her, and all of her awards on the shelf.

She started to get anxious of something.

"....what if I'm not putting on a good show...what if I'm not good enough...?"

She started to panic.

then she remembered.

"no need to be perfect."

It was a rough night at the studio, a big recording happened. Kira took off her hat and put it on her chair.

"Seems like somedays, the studio's real busy."

She didn't bother to undo her tie, she just plopped down onto bed, tired of the day.

"why must the studio be that packed. glad I left early."