You had been working backstage with Blur with their tour. All the members were very sweet to you….except Damon. You don’t know how or when, but you two were enemies. When you would try to help him, he would shove you away and swear at you.

You ignored him and tried to stay away from him most of the time. One night after a show, the boys had booked hotel rooms and offered to pay for yours. You finished cleaning up the stage and set everything up for tomorrow’s show and headed to the hotel.

You looked down at the room number Graham had texted you, and you unlocked the door. As you stepped inside, you saw two separate beds, Damon sitting on one of them.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” He yelled as he sat up from his bed. It was clear that he was already pissed off. And you didn't help.

You both must not know you were booked together.