Last Years Wishes, Are This Years Apologies

Singing Soul, You Say You Got It In You

(Travis's POV)

I woke up the next morning with my head pounding. I groaned and pulled the covers off of myself. I grabbed my cell phone and checked the time. Fuck. It was 9:50 and we had to be at the studio at 10.

I shook Matt from his sleep and grabbed a pair of clean jeans from my suitcase. I pulled on a shirt and ran into the next bedroom to wake Eric and Disashi. I quickly brushed my teeth and face before heading out the front door with the guys.

Fortyfive minutes later we pulled into the parking lot in our rental car. We jumped out and ran inside.

Our producer, Jim, was sitting at a table waiting patiently as we sat down.

"Late night I take it," he asked laughing.

We all groaned in response and relaxed into our seats. This would pretty much be our home for the next two and a half months.

We would be writing, recording, eating, and sleeping here most of the time.

"So, are you guys ready to start?" Jim asked smiling.
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gahhh, Travis' chapters keep getting shorter and shorter.

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