I Know That You're The Feeling I'm Missing

His stomach was cluttered with butterflies the entire ride to the house where his old bandmate and his old bandmate's new band lived. It would soon be where he lived, hopefully for a long time. "You're nervous," his sister observed. It wasn't a question. But a statement she said as if it was obvious knowledge."Says you," he scoffed, attempting to hang on to whatever pride he had. But his leg bouncing up and down at hyper speed was betraying him. Getting the opportunity that he'd been given meant the world to him. He would no longer go to the train station every night, begrudgingly, knowing there was something more he wanted from life.