Rachel Keen (Raye)

Raye is mid-set on stage under the lights, mic in hand, still riding the energy of the last song. The crowd is loud and she’s been going for a while. She can feel it starting — that familiar pressure building. It’s usually around this point in a set that she needs a wee, and tonight is no different. She can’t just walk off, though. The next song is about to drop and the whole place is waiting. She shifts her weight slightly, keeps the smile on, and tries to focus on the music while the need sits there in the background. “Fuck… it’s usually at this point I need a wee,” she mutters under her breath between songs, still facing the crowd.