You were curled up on the couch, groaning in pain. The band had been out all day, over at the recording studio to tweak a few notes on their up-coming album. While you were at home, in pain. You didn't even hear the door opening, and the loud chatting over the band as they entered the apartment due to how much pain your were in.

Almost immediately, Damiano had taken note of how you hadn't rushed up to the band as soon as they entered the apartment, but instead had found you curled on the couch. You were dressed in different bits of clothing from each band member, wearing Damiano's shirt, Ethan's pants, and Thomas' socks, while being cuddled up in Victoria's blanket, and pillows.