and the winner is...

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Murdoc nothing bad happened. Don't worry.

My ex just sent me a gift full of stange substabces that may create you diarreha. With a wonderful letter in which she tells me that I'm completly in love with you. And you are in love with me.

Even if it wasn't true he would have killed me if he had found the letter. We were fizing our relationship. It was getting better. I could not let it fall apart.

-murdoc I threw it. She only said that it is a gift for us. And she wished us good luck.

His face is disgusted. He only says three words before pushing me on the right and leaving the room.

What a bitch.

At least he didn't blame me. I check under the table and I see the letter. I take it, I  crumple it and throw in in the bin.
So much anxiety.

Murdoc has always been an idol for me.
But... not at that point...
Well I've always adored him...
But not in that sense.

Time doesn't run. It passes slowly now.
I have enough time to erase the ink of Paula's words that was absorbed by my mind. She won't win. Because that's what she wants. And she will not obtain it.
While I lose my eyes in the emptyness of the room Russ and Noodle come in.

-hey 2D.  You were amazing!
What a performance!
-thanks Russ.  You rocked it too.
-yeah but we know it was even harder for you to carry on the show.
But now we will win! Royal blood's new song is not that special...
Purple sugar suck as always
Catfish well... they were good but the bass at the beginning didn't work.
This wasn't good at all for them.
-I hope ur right. It would be amazing to be the winners!!
Noodle keeps talking to me.

-but talking about serious stuff. Murdoc and Mandy.
-woah. So serious.
-i know. But passing by his dressig room I heard strange stuff.
-i think she was just trying to deconcentrate him. To win.
-mhh I hope so. Anyway I will keep an eye on him.
Oh and did you know anything else about Paula?
-well... she sent me a gift.
A crate full of food but I don't think it is a good idea to eat it.
-that bitch. She diesn't deserve to be considered.
-i know russ.
-i can't stand her. She is just awful.
-i know Russ.

He really hated her after the story of the bathroom.

Guys keep calm. We can't deal with her.

We change topic and we talk about their perdormances.
10 minutes later we left the room to wait for the winners.
After speechs full of rubbins and useless stuff Sel starts.

Unfortunatly we are about to finish our night together. Bafta are a really important event. The winner will have an interview at the show "a coffee with Brad", and a huge prize in money!
You were all amazing but just one of you can win.
After her long speech about philantrophy and her "thank you very much" to Bono Vox, she shows little parts of our music videos.
That moment has arrived.

And now, we will finally find out the winner of this year.

She takes the sparkling envelope.

So much anxiety.
She throws away with grace the red seal and she smiles to the audience
HURRY UP SEL.
She opens it.
She takes the white piece of paper and she reads it.
She smiles again.
The winners are...

ANXIETY.
if we win I swear to God I will adopt a whale.

GORILLAZ.

In that moment I felt immense.
Murdoc jumps and hugs me, holding me like theres no tomorrow.
-WOOOOO AMAZING 2D
Then he hugs Noodle and Russ.
Confettis fly all over the place.
That's the feeling people get in a exstasy.
Everyone tells us "congratulations" and holds our hands to show us their admiration.
Murdoc whispers me: you's better make a great speech honey.

Oh shit I wasn't ready for that.
We go towards the stage where everyone shouts us
"I LOVE YOU" "YOU ARE MY LIFE" "WOOOOOO" "AMAZING"
Sel tells us "congratulations guys! You were AMAZING. You deserve this.
Murdoc pushes me in a delicate way.
Oh right, I gotta take the prize.
It's really heavy.
I'm full of stress but I must do it.

"Hi, hi everyone.
First of all I would like to thank you all.
This is amazing for us.
You know, 17 years ago I was a completly different person. I had my parents (that I rarely see), my uncle, and millions of cds.
Everyday they had to be filed, catalogued, priced and sold.
Every day but sunday and thursday. From 10 am to 19:30 pm with a break in between of 2 hours.
That was my future.
Until one day that guy decided to upset my life. Thanks to him I abandoned boredom, the incisors and two white eyes...
When we were together he told me about how beautiful and satisfying was making music. Instead of only  listening to it.
At the beginning I thought my life was going to be a true shit, but then between songs, melodies and cds, well... I kinda liked that shit.
I thought we would have been a small band. One of those who plays in the garage of the nerd guy to improve our sound.
But look at us now.
On a stage. With a prize in our hands. A lot of famous hits. 4 albums (almost 5) done.
And some fans. Isn't it true guys?
We had happy moments, in which we got sunshine in a bag, and moments in which everything was falling apart.
Moments in which we were on the melancholy hill.
Lost in the orange.
But they are just phases.
Time will pass and we will remember about the good times.
In conclusion I would like to thank everyone who helped us to be here now.
Thank you very much. You are amazing."

They shout.
They liked it.
Murdoc takes the floor.

"Thank you 2D, nice speech. I just wanted to invite all the artists who performed tonight to our party at kong studios! You'd better bring your ass up here! We want to see you all!"

Sel thanks us again and we go to the dressing rooms with dirty harry as soundtrack.
Noodle talks with a catering agency to get some food, while Murdoc checks the socials while he is smiling.
Russ calls some friends.
He wants kasabian and nghfb to be here. Even if I doubt Noel Gallagher, the chief, will be there.
As we arrive in kong studios, a lot of groups arrive.
Russ is talking with Ian Matthews from Kasabian about the best drumsticks to use.
Noodle is talking with catb's singer Van McCann. I think she kinda like him. He's his type. Blue eyes, a lot of hair. They are so cute together.
Ben from Royal Blood is the dj. He puts feel good inc on.
I try to move on the crowd while I'm drinking a sip of my coke, when someone calls me
"Hey good performance 2D"
I turn around.
It's Ben smith from purple sugar.
I try to lie to him.
Thanks ben you were good too uh!
-not as good as you.
Thanks again.
-well tell me... how do you get inspired when you compose your music?
-it depends. Everyone has his own inspiration. I compose them by thinking about the past, the future... the present sometimes...
A lot of thingz.
-oh thats interesting. Oh sorry did you see mandy?
-I dunno maybe she wen-

STUART POT WHERE ARE YOY

What the actual fuck.
Who is saying my name?

COME HERE BLUE HAIRDO AND KISS ME. I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN YEARS.

Who the hell let Paula Cracker in here.

The corner of the reader.

Hi guysss! Are you excited for Humaz? (What a stupid question of course you are). Can't wait for their new tunes and concerts! I hope They will come to my country, Italy. That would be sooo amazing😍 what about you? Where do you hope you will see them?

P.s. I will try to update as soon as possible. I'm drowning in a sea of homework

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