you're a worldwide known rockstar– the frontman of a rising band. you have everything you could wish for; fame, money, fans, good friends, health but most importantly to you– your girlfriend, dove.

you met, not so long ago, yet everything's gone by so fast and seems so perfect, it's surreal. she's also a singer but not currently as active as you are– so she goes everywhere with you when she's not working on her new projects.

you and the band are currently on tour– you haven't stopped in five years. you're in the accor arena, france, doing your show while dove watches you from front row, holding her (your) leather jacket on her arm while recording the whole thing with her phone. being a rockstar's girlfriend was a full time job.

"thank you, paris! we love you!" you practically scream into the microphone before dropping it and making your way out the stage.