you had left måneskin about two years ago, not because of an argument, money or fame, or anything like it– you just felt like stepping aside so you did. not damiano, victoria, ethan or thomas got mad at you for it, they were hurt and confused at first but with time they realized it was the best for you, so they understood.

you debuted as solo artist last year, and you've never been happier, your career went as high as the sky, literally. you were suddenly booked by everyone, everywhere, had interviews, campaigns requests, invitations to fashion events or red carpets...

you still see the band, keep contact with them, go to their concerts and spend time with each, you're still as supportive with each other as the first day, you've never stopped being the five friends that strated the band. now, at a sold out arena in rome, you're performing on stage and move your eyes through the crowd.

until you found them.

all four of them there, having the best time, enjoying and singing along lyric by lyric of your songs. damiano was singing, victoria jumping, thomas "dancing" and ethan recording you like a proud mom. it was a surprise for you, but your staff gave them VIP passes for the backstage later.

and the fans were feral. seeing your ex bandmates being there at your concert, showing up, supporting you, it was such a sweet beautiful sight. they recorded them, the fan pages posting and updating every second.

after you finish another song, you speak to the microphone. "i spy with my little eye... my four favorite hot people over there in the palco." you smile, looking in their direction.

the crowd cheered loud and the group of four stopped their dancing and singing at your words, and smile, waving over at you, victoria blowing kisses and damiano cheering on you.

you chuckle blowing kisses back. "i love you guys. thanks for coming tonight."