Kayto slid across the floor of the nearly empty room in his house. It contained nothing but an iPod dock that he had connected several large speakers to. He called the Music Room, because that's all he did while he was in there. And that's definitely what he was doing now.
He stood in the middle of the room, tossing his head back and forth to the music that played loudly from the speakers. "Rising up, back on the street.. Did my time, took my chances.. Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet.. Just a man and his will to survive" He sang along, dancing around the room in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts and a pair of socks.
"So many times it happens too fast..You trade your passion for glory.. Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past.. You must fight just to keep them alive" He continued, turning on his heels and looking into the large mirror that hung on the mostly-bare wall. He moved towards it as he continued to sing.
"It's the eye of the tiger, It's the thrill of the fight.. Rising up to the challenge of our rival.. And the last known survivor, Stalks his prey in the night.. And he's watching us all with the eeeye.. of the tiger!" He sang loudly, making a clawing motion at the mirror. His pupils turned to slits and he grinned, unable to sing anymore.
"That's right. I have the eye of the tiger."
