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A cheerful voice soon interjected and the visitors were greeted by Julia. Waiting his turn, Francis moved the camera aside to allow for a hug before catching the playful expression on her face. Camera steady, he recorded the older Driscoll's reaction, finding her energy contagious. "Please, who are you talking to." He replied, knowing full well that the others understood how empathetic he was.

Suddenly, Kelsey answered the question Francis had intended for Nick, not that it really mattered. He merely wanted to preserve this memory with his band mates and share it with others who could live vicariously through them. "This is our dream." Kelsey remarked, barely able to contain her excitement. Francis could not help but feel a bit left out, for this was not exactly his dream. Sure he loved playing the keyboard, composing music, but the young man had too many interests and was much too indecisive. Even if this was a dream of his, he may not know until they step on stage at their first stop of the tour, or he just might not know until years later. Honestly, it was a bit disheartening.

Distracted, Francis didn't notice Mitch until the crash jump started his attention. Turning, he chuckled under his breath as the drummer screamed at the top of his lungs. However, once Mrs. Driscoll joined them, he was quick to reply to her question. "Who else."

When she returned, Francis remained where he was and allowed the other members of the band to surround him as they got into position. Smiling brightly, he draped his arms around the two members beside him for the photo. Once they dispersed, Francis headed toward the tour bus, lugging his keyboard and slate grey duffel bag toward the door. When allowed entrance, he carefully maneuvered up the steps to avoid bumping his instrument. Taking in their settings, Francis made a b-line toward the beds, quickly testing each with a firm push of a hand before claiming one of the lower cots by dropping his things on the covers. Satisfied, the young man moved toward the main area and sat down on the couch, staying out of the way of the others. While he waited for the others to become available, Francis took a few panning shots of the bus before pulling out his phone with his right hand and draping the left along the top of the couch, his body relaxed.