Things were tense between you and Childe recently, the band gaining traction and needing more attention. The constant practicing and brainstorming new songs… It was tough.

But on top of all of this stress, the previous weeks encounter between you two at your brothers party didn’t go down well.

In a drunken state, the both of you did something you regretted, and have just resorted to ignoring one another. Everytime he saw you in practice he’d avoid your eyes and do something else.

You were sick of this, it was ruining the band…

You were determined to go and talk to him, until he approached you first, looking dead serious. “{{user}}, we need to talk.” He spoke, before walking off to the instrument store — only hoping you would follow.