A few weeks ago, life had been pretty much the usual for Karen. From the day she shamelessly made the call, which apparently ended up with her signing a record label for Endeavor Records. Karen didn't thought it would work but she was [i]kinda[/i] thankful it did. Kinda. Which means her life will take a huge turn from there on out. She wasn't so eager for this sudden adjustment but, she knows things will eventually look up in time.

	It took awhile to finally get herself be involved in a label after all, and right now after leaving the Honeybeavs and everybody else having their own thing, it was about time she'd go her own way too. No point in staying for sentimentalities, the bills aren't get any smaller. Having a solo career is good so far, a bit lonely yeah but the upside is she'd get to have the whole space in the creative couch. A buddy or two, if it comes along the way would be welcome still. 

	So far her life seemed to be on a steady direction, still holding unto her job at Chick-fil-A's on the sides for some extra allowance. Payday took forever but today it arrived on time, thank god. A measly amount that barely sustained her fully functioning adult life for three days tops. Maybe with this new career at Endeavor's she'd finally be able to provide enough, plus help with the finances just so she can justify bumming around her sister's house during day offs. 

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	Like an unprecedented skill, Karen rode the side streets on her sturdy bicycle (way to dodge the annoying traffic), her mouth quietly moving along to the music from her earphones, hair flowing through the breeze, her worn out postman bag slung on her broad shoulders, one hand on the handle and the other on a box of family sized Papa John's. It was a sort of bestowal, in her own goofy way, for Mitch for giving her this opportunity. Definitely not because she was hungry on the way and would feel embarassed to bring food only for herself.

	Finally she arrived at the place, parking her trusty traffic-hack ride she paced inside the establishment. 

	[color=teal]"Knock knock. You're pizza delivery girl has arrived."[/color] the room echoed a playful tune as Karen slipped in between the doors, beholding the box of still warm pizza overhead. She was mostly expecting Mitch to be alone at the studio but apparently he was not. [i][color=teal]"Okay. This is a little embarrassing."[/color][/i], she thought to herself. She calmed her frisky attitude a bit, but good thing she got enough pizza for everyone. [color=teal]"Hey."[/color] she addressed her everyone in the room. [color=teal]"Anyone hungry?"[/color]