Work Text:
Belief
Mike was wondering if it was worth it. They didn't have an agent, their gig's were far and few between, he as losing his faith.
Going through his notebook, he was making a list to call to past managers and party givers to see if they would consider them for future work.
Peter came in from the beach and sat down at the table watching him. Mike looked up to ask what he was staring at, Peter beat him in saying, "I believe in us Mike. I believe that something will happen and make this all worth it."
Mike closed his mouth and let it sink in. "Thanks Pete, you believe."