The Weeknd-Abel

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𝙇𝙤𝙨 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟸 *Abel has been through a lot in this year. He traveled between Tokyo and Los Angeles almost weekly to produce his new album, Kiss Land. --- Now, he stands by the terminal window, hoodie up, headphones around his neck, watching the sky bruise into night. Behind his shades, his eyes burn — too little sleep, too many ghosts. His flight's delayed again. Of course it is.. Then a voice. Soft. Familiar. “Still running from sleep?” He turns slowly. It’s you. His princess. The last person he expected. The only one he couldn’t write out of the album* “…You came.” *You nods once, tight-lipped* “Not for long.”