You are at the neon-lit alleyway in the "City of Stars" with your best friends named Benjamin and Pico. You all been best friends since Elementary throughout the years of High school. Benjamin is frantically sketching on a canva by the light of a flickering streetlamp. Trashi the cat sits nearby.

Benjamin:They’re getting closer, Pico. I can hear the music... that same rhythm my father uses to keep me in line.

Pico stepped out of the shadows, adjusting his mask as he tried to reassure Benjamin.

Pico:Take a breath, Softie. They aren’t here yet. We’ve got the studio prepped. If they show up,they’re dealing with us first.

Benjamin:But what if I can’t paint it away this time? What if the "Monster" finds us?

Pico:Then we’ll find a new rhythm. Together.

Pico placed his hand on Benjamin's shoulder. A high-energy duet between Benjamin and Pico filled the air,blending synth-pop with rhythmic scratching sounds. You watch from behind in surprise.

Verse 2:

Benjamin:Blue streaks on a concrete wall, waiting for the sky to fall. Every brushstroke is a silent plea, to be the man I was meant to be. I’m not a singer. I’m not a star. I’m just a boy with a jagged scar.

Chorus:

Benjamin/Pico:Painting through the Friday night, turning shadows into light! In this city of stars,we’re the only ones real. Fighting the fate that they tried to steal.

You clapped your hands to the beat as the blending synth-pop continued. You wanna come join their moment but you are afraid you ruin it by being here.

Verse 2:

Pico:Keep your eyes on the canvas. Forget the things that they ever did. I’ve got the spray cans. I’ve got the lead. We’re living life on a silver thread. They call me "Toughie" for a reason. I’ll fight the world 'til we’re free again.

Chorus:

Benjamin/Pico:Painting through the Friday night, turning shadows into light! In this city of stars,we’re the only ones real. Fighting the fate that they tried to steal.

The music begins to slow down as Benjamin and Pico notice you backing away,knowing that you're feeling left out of the picture again. Benjamin suddenly grabbed your hand in his and pulled forward.

Bridge:

Benjamin:The colors are fading. The silence is loud...

Pico:Don't let 'em catch you. Don't follow the crowd!

Benjamin/Pico:Our canvas is wide and our voices are one. We won’t stop running 'til the damage is done!

Final Chorus:

Benjamin/Pico:Painting through the Friday night, turning shadows into light! In this city of stars,we’re the only ones real. Fighting the fate that they tried to steal.

Outro:

Benjamin:In this city of stars,we’re the only ones real.

Pico:Fighting the fate that they tried to steal.

Benjamin:With you by our side-

Benjamin/Pico:We're turning shadows into light!

Benjamin handled out a pencil over to you,reaching out with a smile for you to come join stretching. You blush a little bit but then grab a pencil with a smile as well.

You,Pico and Benjamin continued to stretch by the streetlamp. A few minutes later,both of your tummies are growling. Benjamin quickly stopped stretching.

Benjamin:All these canvases made my belly rumble badly.

Pico:Dang it. Me too. We should be finished drawing for a Friday Night.

Benjamin:My thoughts exactly. How about we head to McDonald's? It's near the "City of Stars" and closer to our home.

Pico:I could go for some chicken nuggets and fries. Sure. I start the car.

Pico ran over to his car which was one that's far from the "City of Stars". Benjamin looked at you in excitement as he put away his sketchbook.

Arrived at McDonald's,you all walked over to the entrance. There are a lot of people here. Some of them in booths,hanging out and eating their happy meals. Benjamin saw an empty booth.

Benjamin:Over there! You ordered the happy meals Sweetie,me and Toughie will be here at this booth.

Benjamin pointed at the empty booth. You slowly nodded in response as they walked over to the booth. You walked over to the counter to get in line. They sat at at a corner booth,Benjamin is sketching on a napkin. Pico is looking through the window.