Rock Dog: The Songs We Sing

Chapter 21 - I've Been Waiting for This Night

Swifty adjusted his dinner jacket one more time, making sure it stays aligned with his pressed business shirt. Being the day of the premiere, he needed to ensure he looked presentable for the cameras. Even though the St Jupiter International Film Festival was a small event, the presence of SwiftyTV turned heads across the small town.

"Swifty! Are you done yet?" Jade knocked on the door. They shared the master bedroom in the SwiftyTV suite. She had done putting on a light purple satin gown to match Swifty's purple shirt.

"Almost ready!" The arctic fox replied back, adjusting his bow. He smiled with confidence, knowing that he was ready to put on a good show. After all, "Arctic Dogs" is the opening movie to start of the festival.

The arctic fox looked at the mirror inside the en suite bathroom. It had taken him and his crew 5 years, ever since they were at the same dorm house of the university they attended. Five years to get to where they were now.

Swifty, however, could not go through all these without his mother. Her divorce with his despised father was a moment of resilience, a moment of standing on her own two feet. She took great care of him, then PB when she adopted him, and now, everyone in the SwiftyTV family.

He still remembered the final day of filming the movie...

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Two Years Ago, Swifty and PB's home, Beidongshan Coast, the final day of filming

(Song: "Every Single Day" by Felix Sandman, the male lead for the Swedish Netflix Drama "Quicksand")

It was snowing two days before Christmas. Morning comes at the Nordic-inspired houses along Beidongshan coast, over-looking the South China Sea. Far north will be Hong Kong and the rest of China.

PB had already set off for the film set on the morning of the final day (he needed to get the actors and the extras ready for filming the final scenes). This means Swifty woke up alone while his mother was downstairs in the kitchen.

Swifty brushed his teeth and his face after a long shower before putting on a white wool shirt and his own jacket and trousers. He planned to head to the set on his feet before putting on his boots upon arrival. His boots were at the doorstep, anyway.

As he ran downstairs, he found a familiar plate of stew waiting for him.

"Morning, my dear. I made you breakfast," Swifty's mother called out. She was in the kitchen. She selected some soft music to play in the background.

Swifty sat down on the dining table with a bowl of red, spicy stew filled with various in-season seafood (prawns, mussels, clams, squid, sea bass), as well as a bowl of rice.

"Mum, the stew's for lunch," Swifty told his mother.