Despite the daily gruesome slavework, it was time for touring. Monotonous hours of working. Sure, it was fun at first, but now it was a job. Like any job, it had its perks. Screaming girls, awards, seeing the world. But there were downsides too. Going deaf, boredom and not living like normal people.

"Are ya ready, Frack?" Brian asked, entering Nick's hosue. He picked up a few bags. "Are these the only bags?"

"Yes and no," Nick puffed, carrying two other bags down the stairs. Brian didn't know, but they were for Nick's escape.

"Why do you need those?"

"A guy can never have too many clothes," Nick said quickly.

Brian laughed as Nick locked the door behind them. "You sound like AJ."

Nick piled the bags into the Jeep's trunk and slid into the passenger's seat.

"You ready for this, Bud? You look bummed, like you don't want to tour."

"Is it that obvious?" Nick questioned as they pulled out of his driveway. Brian nodded.

"Understandable," Brian stated. He patted Nick's arm knowingly.