It's the Eleventh day of February: The date of birth of the one and only, Matthew Levon Sallee.
"I felt so bad while communicating to his parents." Kevin admittedly said.
The five are in one of their dressing rooms, recaping their songs. After the session, they were having a small meeting before tonight's performance.
Scott slowly nodded at the thought. "Yeah, me too. The guilt is building up on me ever since then."
"I mean, they are grateful that we're doing this for him but it's just so ... sad." Kirstie worryingly commented.
"I'm still scared up to this date." Mitch mentioned his morbid feeling while leaning forward to rest his face on his hands. "Are you sure that tonight's securities are more than enough?" He included.
The blond responded with a nod, standing up. "Esther handled it. She said that there's nothing to worry about."
"I'm worried about the fans. I still haven't checked my social media accounts, even though we're clearly allowed to." Kirstie let out a bothering chuckle, she tightened the grip of her water bottle.
"Maybe it's best we shouldn't?" Kevin unsurely suggested, leaning back on his chair.
"Okay. That's enough."
Avi couldn't take the negativity in the room any longer. It keeps on and on every single day. He's done with it.
He pulled his chair from the side and placed it on the middle, he sat on it, letting the four wander their eyes on him.
"I'm tired of hearing your gloomy thoughts that came from the past." He stated with a concerned yet stern look.
"Avi, you don't understa–"
"I know I don't understand because I'm not with you guys when that happened." The bearded man affirmed. "Still, I know what ya'll are feeling and I completely understand it ..."
Kevin stared at him in blue, remembering the fact that Avi experienced this when he left the group. He looks down in humiliation, listening to the man's words.
"... But can you all just forget about that occasion and think about Matt just for this day? Pour your sentimental feelings in some of the songs we're showcasing and that's it. May I remind you all that this date is his birthday, we should be celebrating it with joy not in grief. Let that sink in." Avi's deep voice stated leaving the others speechless.
Kirstie hugs her knees, hiding her teary eyes, unable to process her mournful feeling. She lifts up her head slightly. "I'm just v-very thankful for his presence whenever we're t-together."
She peeped up to look at Avi's reaction, but he just gave her 'go on/continue' look. She looked down, sighing as she continues.
"... He's like a protective, little brother of mine. Always know how to have a good time and I just ... miss him." She shakingly stated with a sullen look, leaning her head to rest on Mitch's shoulder who was beside her.
"I always admire that big bundle of joy." Kevin chuckles at the mental vision. "Always so positive and courageous. It's all so welcoming." He added while smiling.
Avi nodded agreeingly with a smirk. He looks up to Scott who's slowly ending his pacing. He raised a brow at him.
Scott pursed his lips and took a deep breath. "He inspires me a lot. The way he adapt the pressure, hate, stress, fame, and such from the group is overwhelming for me. He never let anyone kill his vibe. I love him for that." He crept out a small smile.
Mitch let out a small grunt and looks up, he swallowed the lump on his throat. "I'll have to admit, I never took the chance spending my time with him and you all knew that ..."
Kirstie rubs his back for encouragement as he continues.
"... With all his energy and excitement, I couldn't keep up with him. The fact that he saved me even though we're not that super close is a very real deal f-for me." He stutter the last part, letting out a few tears.
Avi stands up and went to Mitch, he squatted down and rubs his knees for comfort. Kevin and Scott joined in.
The beatboxer went on the other side of the couch, opposite of Kirstin's, leaning his head on Mitch's left shoulder.
While Scott is standing behind the couch wrapping his arms around Mitch's head, resting his cheek on top of his hair.
The sound of silence surrounds the room. No one dared to speak.
Droplets of tears and faint breathing are the only one's who is speaking at this right moment.
Suddenly, the door opened revealing Esther. "I'm sorry. Your time on sound check is right now."
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