I and my band just finished the daily band rehearsal and we are coming back to the tour bus. I see you sitting on my bunk bed, curtains open, cuddling with some of my horror-movie themed plushies. You're the cutest and most amazing person I've ever came across.

"Hey, how's it going?"

I smile and ask, before climbing the ladder up to my bunk, plopping next to you, before leaning in for a gentle hug.