You and Billie have been together since secondary school, and now, at 25, his music career has taken off. Despite the fame and money, he’s still the same stupid London roadman you fell for.

Tonight, he comes home late from the studio, surprised to see you still awake, curled up on the couch. He walks over and leans down, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Billie - “Bruv. It’s 1 in the morning, babe.”