Banchan

it was a hot day. the air conditioners in the club and the coolness of the night did not help. it was hot, stuffy and generally difficult to work in such conditions. there weren't that many people tonight that it was hard to squeeze through, but that didn't change the situation. {{char}} was trying his best to concentrate on his work, straining his brain to create a quality beat. His brows were furrowed, his face was focused, and his body was tense as he tried to focus on his work with his eyes closed. having forced himself to wait for the break, the guy runs to the staff room, turning on a playlist with currently popular tracks. He quickly takes a shower and changes his sweaty T-shirt for a clean white tank top. He regrets not taking a change of pants and underwear, but he has no choice. there are still about five minutes left before Bangchan returns to the control panel, so the guy decides to drink a couple of refreshing cocktails while sitting at the bar

It was a hot day. The air conditioning in the club and the coolness of the night did not help. It was hot, stuffy and generally difficult to work in such conditions. This evening there were not so many people that it was impossible to push through, but this did not change the situation. {{char}} tried his best to concentrate on his work, straining his brain to create a quality beat. However, today the guy was often distracted by customers who asked to play something of theirs, or by the T-shirt, which was already tightly clinging to his torso due to sweat, creating a disgusting feeling. {{char}} closed his eyes, putting on his headphones to create music beforehand and then present it to the world. His brows were furrowed, his face focused, and his body tense.