In the middle of a shift, the panic sets in for a fellow off-screen. Our leading lady does her best to pick up the pieces before the floor's a mess of tears.

Halo Walker:
"Listen, Drizzle.." [Sighing.] "You gotta take it easy, alright? No one's out to get you-" [She places her paws on her coworker's shoulders.] "LISTEN!" [With empahsis.] "NO. ONE. IS. OUT. TO. GET. YOU. Alright? Relax the shoulders, empty the mind, and just call it for the night."

And so it goes, another night spent telling the fears to buzz off. Eyes watch as a man yet-to-debut proper throws on his coat and slinks into the night.