head_psychic

(ooc: Wow! Seriously, I didn't expect SO many of you guys to offer a place to crash for Shawn. It warms his spirit! Since he's quite serious about the road trip but, should you all really go along with it, I am really not capable of putting up SO MANY threads - this is his one big road-trip post. If your muse still has a warm place on the couch for him and of course only if you are interested in playing something out you can just reply here with whatever you want - your muse doing daily stuff before Shawn decides to show up, song lyrics, a nice picture of a pineapple might pull him in as well... whatever you feel like. :D)

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As soon as he left Santa Barbara behind he already knew this had been the right decision.

Hell, his father could accuse him of running away ten times a day for all he cared. Henry wouldn't understand that facing things wasn't going to help right now - when you were ill you at least let the chicken soup cool down a little before you forced it down your throat, right? And this chicken soup was way too hot right now. Also, he doubted that it would benefit his health but that was a completely different matter altogether.

But this, hitting the road on his Norton, this was what he needed right now, the freedom of just getting out of it for now, of feeling the wind on his face.

Not that he did feel the wind because he wasn't stupid enough to drive without a helmet, but still. The metaphorical wind indirectly on his face as he contemplated his first stop. Yeah, he just had to clear his head, cool down and - most important - have a good time. When Santa Barbara got him back he and everything else would be back to normal again.

At least that's what he hoped. He wouldn't have it any other way.

Taking a quick look around Shawn nods in approval. Yeah, this is definitely it. The place where Randy's gonna get his well-deserved celebration big time. Renting the karaoke bar had proved even easier than he had imagined: Just some observations about certain employees and dirty deals, neatly packed into a breathtaking vision and the owner was even more than willing to make the place available. Acknowledgment of gratitude, which, of course, Shawn couldn't decline. That would have been totally rude.

The SIX DEGREES karaoke bar is a big place that somehow managed to stay comfy nevertheless. There are round tables near the bar as well as lounges in the corners. The bar itself is more of the modern kind but without looking too freaky to keep looking at it after five beers. The stage is actually perfect. Shawn checked it out, everybody should be able to see it.

It's all there, everything is ready so he hums a happy little tune as he waits for Randy and the guys to show up for the soundcheck. Not that he particularly cares if someone else decides to drop by early. If nobody shows up at all it doesn't really matter as well. Because it would only take him one call and approximately ten minutes to turn the event into something even more official than it already is and find enough random people on the street.

Yeah. No matter what, this is going to be awesome.