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Dillion shrugged. "Sleep's overrated. Besides, it'll be fun, I promise! You can't miss this concert. It's going to be legendary."

"Hey, man!" Dillion exclaimed, swinging open the door and strolling into the living room. Alex was sitting on the couch, engrossed in his laptop.

Dillion ambled back into the living room, chip crumbs scattered across his shirt. "I came by to invite you out, bro. I just got tickets to that new concert tonight. It's going to be epic!"

"Seriously, Dillon, focus," Alex said, exasperated. "I have a project due soon, and I still have a ton of work to do."