“I need to see you.”
“You’ll see me tomorrow,” Naoki replied absently, cursor hovering and wavering for a moment before he steadied his hand and clicked the mouse, splitting the track in the perfect spot. He really wanted to get this phone call over with so he could check his work. “Surely that’s soon enough.”
“Naoki!” The lash in Reika’s rebuke startled Naoki into fumbling the next cut. Disgruntled, he typed in the command to undo one-handed and set the mouse aside, then pushed away from the computer and got to his feet, turning to face the gathering dark outside his window.
“I’m working on the mix for ’Guardian’ so it’s not really a good time to meet, but I’ll listen. What’s the big deal?” Naoki asked. As he spoke, his eyes focused on the pretty purple curtain descending on the far of
