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I had a few hours to relax before Damino came to get me, I showered already but just stayed in my robe as I let my hair hair dry in the light summer breeze that came through my windows. It was a gorgeous day. The band had an interview today, I know because I helped set it up. Thankfully I was off, the only time I need to accompany them to interviews and such is on tour, otherwise Gio goes with them.

I scrolled through Instagram and saw Vic posted a selfie, I automatically commented "🔥🔥🔥 a damn smokeshow 🤤," and scrolled back up to lol at stories. I saw Damino posted a story a few hours ago.

"Oh god." I sighed as I prepared myself to see him. It's been a few days since he's posted one. I opened it to see him in the mirror, nothing but his underwear. I threw my phone down and almost screamed. I collected myself, picked my phone back up and opened it again. I took a screenshot of course and replied to his story.

Me: I think you're trying to kill everyone
ykaaar: ;)

He replied instantly, they must be on a break from their busy day. At that moment Vic called me, confirming my suspicion.

"Damino won't tell us what you two are doing later and we all miss you!" She whined into the phone.

"He won't tell me either, we're on the same boat." I huffed back.

"What will you wear? He needs to suffer from keeping us together." She spoke into the phone as if we were making a plan.

"I was thinking of wearing a short leather skirt that I have and a white crop top. Might throw on boots in the combo." I relaxed on my couch as I described my outfit.

"Oh he's going to drool. You should leave your hair down!" She suggested.

We talked a bit more about what I should do with my makeup and hair and she told me about their day.

"Damiano almost gave you away in an interview." She laughed over the phone.

"What?" I couldn't hide the shock from my voice. How would I even come up in conversation?

"They asked him if he had anyone special in his life, which usually he's good at hiding, but I think he was thinking of you and was caught off guard," she sounded amused over the phone, "we all helped to cover for him so we wouldn't say your name. We said it was more of a little crush, nothing more." I sighed with relief when she finished.

"I wouldn't want to get you guys in trouble or have your popularity go down because I've me." I spoke my fear to her.

"Oh don't worry about us! We didn't want to suddenly have people flooding you with questions and followers!"

We talked a bit more until Ethan told her they had to go. We hung up after she reminded me to make Dami suffer.

I sighed as I checked the time, 4:30, and decided to start getting my hair fully dry so I can slightly curl the ends to give it a nice wave. A thought occurred to me as I passed my mirror. He wants to post him in his underwear huh? Let the games begin.

I went into my bathroom for the larger mirror and better lighting, why do bathrooms have the best lighting? The robe I was wearing was a nice soft, thin, material. It only came down to my thighs. I tried out different poses to do in it. I landed on having my entire left shoulder exposed, catching a bit of side boob in the process, my chin turned up with my eyes down at my screen. Showing off my neck and giving him a view just above my breasts. I think it would be Vic and Sara approved. I had my knee bent in, showing some thigh. I took a big breath before I sent it to my stories, suddenly feeling nervous. Seconds later Vic replied.

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