“So this is what twenty thousand empty seats looks like.”“In Ancient Rome the arena games were paid for by wealthy individuals and were used to gain popularity with the masses,” Dray said behind me. He carried in one of the cymbals, busy setting up his kit. “Today, people pay to be entertained.”I chuckled, getting all warm and fuzzy. “You know I like it when you spout facts at me.” I raised my camera and captured him trying to hide a blush by adjusting his drum stool.He cleared his throat then smiled a lopsided one at me. “I missed you, too.”Ah, I wanted to run and hug him. He reminded me so much of a plushy. A soft, rock star, mad scientist plushy. Although, I got the feeling Dray wouldn’t appreciate me calling him that.I adjusted my camera’s settings to take panoramic shots of the entire arena. Tour support staff in headsets and walkie talkies ran around with cables and wires. Others set up the lights. And a group of producers stood around speaking with each other and pointing at several places on the stage.
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