TO BE ALONE: a series of måneskin oneshots

bassline (måneskin)

Måneskin were crowded into a small home studio, all circled around a notebook of scribbled lyrics.

They were in the midst of training for the 2021 Eurovision contest. They were determined to win. The band had worked so hard for this.

Everyone was pushing themselves to the brink, but nobody was moreso than the leading man, Damiano David.

Damiano chewed on his bottom lip as Vic plucked at her bass. They had been messing around with the bassline of their final song for almost an hour now.

"Play it again." Damiano waved his finger at Vic, not even looking up at her. His eyes remained glued to the lyric sheet.

Damiano muttered the lyrics that went along to that section of the song. He moved his hands along to the beat as Ethan started to add in a steady drum beat to the background of the melody.

"Again." Damiano called. "Thomas...Thomas come in, um, do the..."

Thomas started to fiddle with his guitar, though it did not seem to impress Damiano.

"No. Heavier. Play it heavier." Damiano commanded.

Thomas immediately stopped playing all together, the exhaustion starting to set in. "Che cazzo intendi, 'play it heavier'?" He snapped.

Damiano finally looked up from his notebook. "What do you mean? Do you not understand?" His jaw clenching in anger.

"Why don't we break for dinner?" Ethan asked aloud, sensing the tension building in the room, doing his best to break up the pending fight.

"Yeah." Vic set her bass down and cleared her throat. "I think everyone could use a little bit of a break. We've been here, literally all day. That place with really good takeout is still open, why don't we stop by there?"

"Sounds good to me." Thomas agreed, as did everyone else.

"Dami, you in? Takeout? It'll be yummy." Vic approached Damiano in a sing-songy voice.

"No, I'm good, I think I'll stay back. Gonna fuck around with these lyrics, they're not sounding right." He muttered.

Vic frowned. "You sure? Dami, I think eating something could benefit us all."

"I'm good, Victoria." Dami smiled, winking his signature wink. "Promise."

"Okay, see you." Vic kissed the top of Damiano's head and started out the door.

"Thomas, give me a light." Damiano gestured towards Thomas, reaching his hand out.

"Here." Thomas tossed Damiano a lighter from his back pocket. "You sure you don't want to come to lunch?"

"No, no, vai avanti io resto qui." Damiano shook his head, flicking the lighter to light up his cigarette. He glanced up at Thomas, who waved at Damiano, silently saying it was fine if he pocketed the lighter for now.

Thomas sighed, picking up his jacket. "Vic and Ethan are already outside. We can bring you back something if you'd like?"

Damiano took a long drag of his cigarette. "No, no, I'm alright. Got to finish this song. Run along now, children." He snickered.

"Alright." Thomas laughed. "We won't be long."

"Arrivederci." Damiano waved. Damiano exhaled as the door shut, returning to his cigarette.

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Ethan took the liberty of driving the band to lunch. Once in the car and a little ways down the road, Thomas turned to Vic.