The phone rang. Kevin checked the caller ID, and ignored the call. Probably some teenybopper, I figured. I went over, just to see, because it wasn’t like I had anything better to do, anyway. Yup, Trisha something-or-other. This happens about five or six times a day.
I stretched. Jeez, it’s so much more interesting when he’s on tour. No matter what happens, it’s always exciting. When a fan manages to sneak on the bus, or Nick falls down in the dance moves, which happens A LOT, by the way, it always manages to be funny.
Yawn! Just go back to sleep, Kevin, we’d all like some rest.
