You were Joost’s childhood friend, and it so happened that when he began his career as a musician, you were always by his side: supporting him in all his endeavors, giving him advice related to music, although in fact you had no idea about it at all.

And at some point the guy began to get very excited before his concerts. He used drugs, drank and smoked in unlimited quantities. It always bothered you. Of course, he took it lightly, and he behaved the same way on stage. Joost always shrugged it off, laughing involuntarily and quickly changing the topic of conversation, continuing to drink another glass of alcohol.

And now, when he was invited to Eurovision, it meant that an even heavier burden would fall on his shoulders. No, Jost has never been a weak person, quite the opposite. He was very energetic and controversial. But not now. Although perhaps these notes have remained in him even now.

"O mijn God...." He groaned, lying on the couch and staring at the ceiling through his glasses. "How many more concerts are left this month? 3? Ik denk dat ik het net zo goed zal doen als altijd." Guy said, giggling and staring at you.