when we meet again. {thomas raggi}

ready, set, go.

"And then?"

"Well, that's basically what happened." Klara sighed, tucking some hair behind her ear to avoid looking at her friend.

Hilde's eyes widened. "Seriously?! After all that he left you again?" She scoffed at the sheepish look Klara gave her. "I would never let him get away with just a simple apology."

The girl shrugged. "I just don't want to fight anymore, I'm tired of being angry."

"I'm gonna punch him. Preferably right in his face." Hilde got up, jokingly (at least Klara hoped so) walking away to commit her promised act of violence.

"Please don't. We're good now." The younger laughed. "I'm over it. Sort of."

Her friend shook her head. "Whatever. I just think you're letting him off way too easy."

She shrugged again, not knowing how to reply. Hilde looked at her for a second, contemplating if she should say something but deciding against it, choosing to give the girl a hug instead.

"Thanks for telling me." She whispered.

Klara smiled. "If course, I just needed some time. It might not sound like a lot but it really took a toll on me mentally."

She pulled away. "Are you kidding? It's not nothing, don't tell yourself that. He really hurt you."

"I guess."

The door suddenly opened and Chatlotte burst into the room. "Are we ready to rock tonight?!"

The two girls jumped, their friend didn't exactly match the atmosphere of the room. Though she didn't exactly look disturbed.

"What's got you so excited?" Klara questioned, letting go of her friend.

"Just the semi finals. Also, I had a redbull." She said, disappearing as quickly as she had come in.

"Someone needs to keep them away from that girl." Arvin appeared in the doorway, the man looked tired. A loud crash was heard in the kitchen, causing them to jump once again. Arvin let out a loud sigh, and excused himself to go and take care of it.

Hilde and Klara looked at each other, sharing a moment of silence between each other before bursting out in laughter.

"At least someone's excited for tonight." Hilde laughed.

The second semi final was in a few hours, though none of them were particularly excited for it. The room next to them had been having a party all night long and neither of them had slept decently that night. They all supposed it was karma for their long, loud nights that lasted well into the early hours of dawn.

The only thing Klara was excited for was Mäneskins performance. She had only watched them practice for the semi finals and she couldn't wait to see them perform. Of course, what she was actually excited for was seeing a certain man shirtless, completely in his element, while secretly hoping he was thinking of her.

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"Fuck, I forgot my bag." Klara groaned. "Don't wait on me, I'll go grab it. I'll see you guys downstairs."

"Good, I didn't want see you anyway." Björn joked as he pressed for the doors to close, laughing when Klara playfully gave the man the middle finger.

The girl hurried to her hotel room, quickly grabbing her belongings and waiting for the next elevator to come.

"Oh, hey." A voice spoke behind her.

She turned around, to see Thomas smiling at her from behind. He was dressed in some jeans and a blouse that for reason made Klara's stomach fill itself with butterflies the moment she laid eyes upon him. He looked magical even when he didn't try.