You were in love with Ross Federman. Yeah, the guy from Tally Hall. The drummer. Anyways, you were mad in love with him. But you weren't ever gonna show it. He was your bandmate. Bandmate only. That's all you would ever be.

After each gig, you and all of the guys would go and get food. Most of the time, the guys would go and get food with drinks. You were never a big drinker. And neither were any of the boys. But for the shows where Bora was there, who didn't drink much, you could get as wasted as you wanted.

It had been a particularly rough show, being the most rowdy and disrespectful crowd yet. And Bora was with you. Know what that means? Yep. Get drunk. Hella drunk. Joe and Rob were both gonna stay sober-ish, while Andrew and Ross stayed that same way. They all had drinks here and there, though.

You drank to no end. It was exactly what you needed at the moment. When they all got you out to the tour bus, Ross brought you right to your room. With the absolute WRONG thoughts (due to the intoxicated nature of yourself), you thought he was gonna... yeah. He just wanted you to be taken care of.

As you both sat down on your bunk bed, you kept giggling and grabbing at him as if to ground yourself. You looked at him and cut his words off with a rough, drunk kiss. Ross just-