Ren woke with a bleary blink of his eyes, the sun already high in the sky. He stared at the window, for a minute not moving. Since the fashion show, he let a few days pass because he was never much in a rush without strict timelines. He would just do things whenever. Tristian's card sat on his bedside table though and since he already settled things with Yasu, he decided to deal with his new job. After a long shower and a quick breakfast of protein shake, he headed out, wearing his usual fare of black tank top and black stressed jeans. His hair he left in a mess, only taming with his fingers as he drove.

When he reached the studio, Ren stared at it with a blank expression before finally knocking on the door. Then he waited without a hurry in the world.