You were the rather loved bassist of the Italian rock band 'Måneskin'. It was a few hours before the show and everyone was bored, gathered in the back room with dressers, clothes racks boxes and two sofas. Everyone on the band was very close, touching was their love language and you weren't going to complain, Since the drummer, Ethan, was sprawled out with his legs kicked over the sofa arm, and his head on your lap as he played with Victoria's guitar.