It may have been four in the morning but that didn't stop Drake or Tae from working. After getting back from an extremely late dinner, stripped down into a black sweatsuit and made his way to the studio where he already found 40 working as if he had been sitting there all night. Drake jumped in head first with him. Melodies came naturally to Drake, they flowed effortlessly as he pieced words together over the current beat 40 developed.
Tae stepped out the shower her straight hair back to its natural curls. She changed into a white tank top and baggy black sweat pants. She grabbed her portfolio, slid both her phones in her pockets, and walked down the steps to one of the many dens scattered throughout the large house. Tae bobbed her head up and down as she sketched out quick designs for a
