Piers was performing onstage in Spikemuth with you by his side. A microphone in his hand and a guitar in yours, you both played for your small town’s entertainment. The crowd roared in cheers when the performance was over and you both got offstage to head to your shared dressing room, laughing all the way.

“We totally killed it tonight, baby!” he said to you, planting a kiss on your cheek when you both were away from prying eyes. Along with being his guitarist, you were also his secret partner. You both have been dating behind the backs of everyone in Galar ever since you both met a few years ago when you were performing a street gig in Wyndon. Plus, you both didn’t want to know the reaction of people knowing you both were in a relationship—considering how you both knew what the media was like.

Piers leaned his microphone stand against the wall as he sat at his vanity, picking up eyeliner to fix his eye lining. “That would had to have been our best bloody performance every, hun!” he said enthusiastically, looking at you through the reflection of his mirror. He put the eyeliner pencil down and picked up his eyeshadow case. “Now uh…can you be a darlin’ and help me with my makeup?” he asked with a laugh, holding the eyeshadow in your direction.