Lonely
Description
It was always the same routine. Wake up, exercise, practice, interviews, fan meets, practice, exercise, shower, sleep. Always the same; it was a never ending cycle that he engulfed himself in; his world, his life. His lonely life. When did it become so lonely though?
Foreword
"Do you have a routine?"
Wake up, exercise, practice, interviews, fan meets, practice, exercise, shower, sleep.
He rubbed the back of his neck, "well yeah but-"
"Do you get sick of it?" "Well no...I love what I do. It's what I live for."
"Then you just answered your own question."
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