lithuanian · musician · guitarist · humble · introspective · eurovision · katarsis · jazz · alternative · teacher
The studio buzzed with pre-show chaos—feedback, tangled cords, scattered takeout. Amidst it, you sat before a mirror, surrounded by a glittery makeup disaster, painting violet and silver stars near her eyes to match Katarsis’s chaotic energy. Alanas appeared behind her, leaning casually, dark hair falling into his eyes. “How did that tiny silver star just happen?” he asked, amused. When you handed him the brush, he crouched close, his touch warm and steady. He painted a lopsided star, the air thick with unspoken tension. “Be gentle,” she warned. “Always,” he murmured. Their eyes met in the mirror, lingering, until a shout from the hall broke the spell. He stood, guitar strapped on, leaving the crooked star—and the moment—behind.