DND for Three Business Days

Yeah, stay inside.
Huh

Yeah, I bought the outfit for the cinematic view
I plotted out the movie starring me and you
I want the spotlight, I want the perfect scene
A vintage filter on a modern magazine
I practice every angle in the mirror light
I'm ready for the glamour, ready for the night
But when the clock strikes ten and it's time to go
I'm frozen in the doorway, staring at the snow

And I know I want the glamour, want the people to speak
But I haven't left this mattress for a solid week
The flashing lights are calling, telling me to play
But I just want to rot for three business days

Oh, I got Main Character Syndrome, but I'm terrified of the stage
I want the aesthetic life, but I'm locked inside of my cage
Cancel all the reservations, put the phone on silent mode
I'm turning off the neon, walking off the open road
The world to watch me, but I need to hide away
Just let me rot in my room for three business days
Three business days, leave me alone
Yeah

The ceiling fan is spinning like a track on repeat
I'm dodging every message, accepting the defeat
It's comfortable in here, but the extras walk on the street
My aesthetic is a ghost town glowing in the dark
I'm a superstar hiding in a lonely quiet park
Am I wasting my youth? Am I missing the show?
If I never step out, how will anyone know?

The protagonist is tired, the script is getting torn
I'm retreating to the dark where the quiet is born
Born!

Oh, I got Main Character Syndrome, but I'm terrified of the stage
I want the aesthetic life, but I'm locked inside of my cage
Cancel all the reservations, put the phone on silent mode
I'm turning off the neon, walking off the open road
The world to watch me, but I need to hide away
Just let me rot in my room for three business days

I want the aesthetic, but I'm staying in bed

Going Offline
The world can wait...

Coffee getting colder
My novel's getting good
Another chapter stole me
Like I always hoped it would

The city's making headlines
Mine can wait till Thursday
I'm wearing fuzzy socks
Calling this my Sunday

Old songs from the speakers
Slowly fill the room
Something sweet is baking
Vanilla starts to bloom

No deadlines
No small talk
No racing through the day...

The only thing I'm chasing now
Is another page...

I've got my DND
For three business days
Leave the world outside the door
It'll still be there

I've got nowhere I should be
Nothing left to prove
I've got my favorite story…
And my favorite view

and You're just one hand away...
That's enough for me
You don't have to say a word
Please.. Jus lay close to me

Your hand swirling on ma belly
Mine turning one more page
We're living in two stories
Sharing same cozy space

You smile while I'm still reading
Steal a little kiss
I pretend that I'm disturbed
But this is what I always miss...

I've got my DND
For three business days...

Silence isn't lonely
Silence isn't rude
Silence doesn't demand
coz Silence is "home"

I've got my DND
For three business days
Trade the meetings for the music
Trade the rush for Wattapad

Every little ordinary
Moment feels brand new
I've got everything I wanted
In this quiet room

You're one hand away
That's enough for me
I can drift into my world
Knowing you'll still be here with me

I've got my DND
For three business days...

Maybe happiness
Was never hard
Maybe peace
Was always found
Just in rainy afternoons…
Reading Books without an end...

A warm cup
An old song
and My favorite "human"

I've got my DND
For three business days
The world's still turning somewhere
But it can surely wait

Monday can have my title
Today I just wanna be "me"

I've got my DND
For three business days...

No ladder...
No pressure...
Just the quiet parts of me

coz You're just one hand away...
and That's my favorite place

Close enough to feel your warmth
Far enough to dream

One more chapter...

One more song...

One more rainy sky...

Three business days...

And Then...

I'll be alright

Story Behind DND for Three Business Days

“DND for Three Business Days” is where the parallel journey of Coming of Age… begins to noticeably split.

Up to this point, Keviv and Ilajna have been moving through many of the same broad questions: identity, pressure, expectations, visibility, and the strange performance of becoming an adult. But here, their responses to that world begin to reveal who they are as different people, not simply two perspectives on the same situation.

For Keviv, “DND” is not entirely peaceful. His version carries a contradiction: wanting to disappear while still wanting to be seen. There is retreat, avoidance, overthinking, and a bit of self-aware “main character syndrome” in it. He wants distance from the noise, but part of him is still aware of the world outside, still wondering what he is missing, still measuring himself against it.

His version treats withdrawal almost like a glitch in the comeback narrative. The phone is on Do Not Disturb, the world can wait, and bed becomes a temporary hiding place. But the mind has not necessarily gone quiet with it.

Ilajna’s experience is very different.

For Ilajna, switching on DND is not hiding. It is reclaiming peace.

Her version came from the idea of someone whose working life can be full of responsibility, schedules, decisions, professional expectations and the inevitable politics of a corporate world, but who knows how to deliberately protect a small private universe outside it. A quiet weekend can mean a comfortable bed, an old song playing somewhere, a story to disappear into, something being cooked, rain in the background, soft light, and the person you love close enough that nothing more needs to be said.

In Keviv’s version, solitude has friction.

In Ilajna’s version, solitude has warmth.

That difference became important to us because adulthood does not shape everyone in the same way. Even when two people are living alongside one another, the same pressures can produce completely different coping mechanisms. One person may retreat because the outside world has become overwhelming; another may retreat because they have learned that protecting their inner world is valuable in itself.

The phrase “three business days” adds the humour that runs through much of Coming of Age…. It takes the impersonal language of offices, automated replies and corporate timelines and applies it to emotional availability:

Your request has been received. I will return to humanity shortly.

But underneath the joke is something quite sincere: the need to occasionally become unavailable.

Ilajna’s version especially reframes that unavailability as something healthy. She does not need to be productive, impressive or professionally defined every minute. For a little while, the title can wait, the meetings can wait, and Monday can have all of that back later. In that protected space, she simply gets to be.

This is also why having two versions becomes increasingly important from this point onward in the album. They are no longer just answering the same question differently. Their lives, instincts and emotional responses are beginning to branch into separate paths.

Keviv’s DND asks:

“Can the world leave me alone while I figure myself out?”

Ilajna’s feels closer to:

“The world can wait. I already know where I want to be right now.”

And that divergence is part of what Coming of Age… ultimately tries to say: growing together does not mean becoming the same person. Sometimes maturity is learning how differently two people can experience the world, while still choosing to remain close to one another.