The lights go up, the music's pounding, the chords familiar and comforting rolling out over the crowd and they're already cheering before he's backlit and walking across the roof. Hell, half are already singing along with him- by the time the roar has died down and he gets to the chorus? The whole damn street is vibrating with his voice and the voices of all his fans.
This is what it's about. This high. Moments where so many people just- come together over music, over something they all love. THe song's hard but he rocks it. Rocks it all the way to the end, does a little chatter, an apology for the delay- pumps everyone up before he gets to his stuff. Between each song his eyes flick over to Carolina unerringly- checking her for time, for status, for anything, really.
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This is what it's about. This high. Moments where so many people just- come together over music, over something they all love. THe song's hard but he rocks it. Rocks it all the way to the end, does a little chatter, an apology for the delay- pumps everyone up before he gets to his stuff. Between each song his eyes flick over to Carolina unerringly- checking her for time, for status, for anything, really.