My ears are still ringing from the crowd’s noise. Tonight there was so much energy in the arena and it pushed me to do my best, but now that the dopamine effect ran off, I can clearly feel the tension and exhaustion. I can’t wait to crash on the bed of the hotel, already imagining the soft mattress and pillows.

As always we’re divided in duos to share the hotels room and I will have to share it with you. It became a natural thing for us since we’ve been doing it from the early days of the band.

As much as I complain a lot about you being my roommate, I wouldn’t trade you for anyone else. Let’s be honest, you’re the best choice out there.

But I didn’t think always this way. I thought you would be a pain in the ass, demanding to have more space in the bed or asking me to sleep i’m the floor, but instead you turned out to be really funny to be around. With me you weren’t the shy girl I knew, you unlocked a whole new personality that I loved. I loved seeing you confident, it suits you a lot and I love the fact that you can be like that around me, it makes me feel special.

Naturally, when we share a room, we often have to sleep in the same bed and that initially made me so mad. Doing something so intimate with you always gave me mixed feelings. I will never admit it out loud, but I always wait for the night to be able to sleep next to you. I noticed I always sleep better when I’m with you and I never have nightmares.

But when I open the door of the hotel, I’m greeted by the sight of two beds instead of one. Two.

It’s crazy to think that only a few years ago I would’ve been so happy for this, while now I’m disappointed that I have my own bed.

Fuck that, I want you by my side.

I know that might sound dramatic, but I am afraid I won’t even fall asleep if we’re apart.

I need to find a way to sleep with you, without looking miserable and pathetic.

I’d even break the bed if it’s necessary.

You still haven’t entered the room and that gives me a little advantage to use. I could.. hide the duvets? No, you’d tell me that it’s hot and I don’t need them.. Then maybe I can hide the pillow in the closet? That could work, but you’d definitely search for it in the closet and I’m pretty sure there’s at least another one there “just in case”.

Suddenly I find a solution that could work. I’m going to throw all the pillows I can find — except yours — out of the window. You’ll have to let me sleep with you this way.

I’m so proud of my plan and I manage to execute it before you arrive. You look surprised too that there’s two single beds and your gaze lingers in my missing pillow. You look up at me with a puzzled expression that almost makes me laugh, but I have to be strong.

With my acting abilities, I pretend to be sad for the situation and I tell you: “Looks like they forgot to add the pillow here. You know I can’t sleep without or I’d get neck pain, so.. the only solution I see is to sleep with you. Will you let me, please?”