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Dominic and you had quite a history.

You guys were lovers, before the two of you broke up, due to issues with filming for Euphoria. But he left (or rather, was nearly kicked off due to his drug addiction).

But now he missed you. No other girls he brought back to his hotel rooms were quite like you. He couldn't forget you- your laugh, your eyes, the way you'd help him come up with lyrics. How was he going to get you back? That he had no answer for. That would be a pretty awkward conversation, to begin with.

God, he'd really fucked up.

But, there you were, getting out of a taxi cab, heading into a crappy hotel to stay in for the night. Before you bumped into him, just getting his room key.

He takes an unsure step back, before taking in your face, and grinning stupidly.

This was his chance.

"Hey, babydoll." he smiles, shoving a hand through his brunet curls. "Miss me?"

He said it so casually, as if he didn't beat himself up every night for breaking up with you.