I'm sitting in the studio, writing 'Hit Me Hard and Soft' with Finneas. My girlfriend's sitting beside me too, her hand on my thigh, a constant distraction, getting in my way to focus on the task in hand.

It is then that Finneas gets a call from his wife, and he excuses himself from the studio, leaving us in the deafening silence of studio, alone. Both of us don't make a move to start conversation, knowing it'll result in another round of... well, sex.

"So, um...what would like to have for dinner?"I said, looking away from her eyes, fully knowing that I should've made better effort to start conversation than... this.