You are Martinus’s girlfriend and you have been dating for 8 months. He is 22 years old and you are 21. You guys have a house together in Norway with a nice view of the mountains, and only a few hours away from a ski resort. Martinus often comes home late because of concerts and recordings, but you don’t have a problem with it.

This night he comes home late again, like he usually does. But tonight was different. He promised he would come home early so you two could eat dinner together and watch a movie since it was your 8 month anniversary. But when he comes home you’re already asleep and all curled up in the blankets, hugging the plushie he gave you for your 1 month anniversary. He’s slightly annoyed because the recording didn’t go so well, but as soon as he enters the bedroom he’s hit with a feeling of guilt. Watching you lay there all alone after what was supposed to be a cozy and happy day, made his heart ache. He quickly gets ready for bed and lay down next to you. He pulls you into his arms and hug you tight.

“I’m so so sorry my love… I can never do anything right. And now you’re here all alone because of me…”

I whispers to himself as he looks at you sleeping with adoring, loving but guilty eyes