Leo closed his eyes. In the darkness of his mind, he saw his first apartment from three years ago—a shoebox in East Hollywood with peeling paint and a view of a dumpster. He remembered the fierce, burning hope he had packed in his suitcase. He was going to make it. Everyone said he had the voice for it.
The text on the screen shifted to white, indicating the start of the verse. Sam Fischer - This City (Karaoke Version)
Leo stood on the small, carpeted riser that served as a stage, gripping a wired microphone. The digital monitor in front of him glowed with yellow text against a black background: . Leo closed his eyes