(27) Karaoke Night

Xavier's POV

"Boo! Get off!" I laugh flinging a handful of balled up corn kernel at Kevin. The man flips me a finger before turning to adjust my microphone stand and prop our small stage area. Crackling at his unamused response I lightly pelt him with more of the seeds. "You suck bro!"

This is exactly what I needed, an impromptu game of Karaoke on a late Tuesday evening with close family. These past few days have been literal hell, the amount of mental strain and stress I've been under is quite indescribable. All of the fuckery I've dealt with over the years are slowly chipping away at my psyche to expose a broken shell of me. It's a wonder how I actually remain sane after all this time, this industry literally sucks the damning life out of you.

All in all I just can't bare to be alone for the remainder of the day, it will be nice to forget everything for a few hours.

"Fuck you," Kevin laughs tapping the mic to get my undivided attention. Pushing the test glasses up on his face he