Kian walked in The House, staring at the venue. He couldn’t believe he was finally there. He crossed his arms over his chest and drew in a long breath before blowing it out, slowly. Him and his band could not f**k that night up. They just couldn’t, he thought to himself. Tonight was their night to rock England and to get their followers and fans up.
“We got this.” Kian whispered to himself.
A sudden pat on the shoulder caused Kian to turn and his eyes directed over to his father, who was admiring the view as well.
“Just imagine.” Mr. Sins said to his son. "If you can make it big out here, then we can go more places. We can even go back to the United States."
"Australia and many more?"
"Yeah, son. Many more to come. Hell, you can make it bigger than that one chick and her band."
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