Eurovision - Ethan & Damiano (Måneskin)
“You look like a fairy,” Damiano slurred, champagne bottle in hand. Ethan glared at him, but threw his long black hair seductively over his shoulder, which unsettled the green feathery bits of Kateryna´s costume she´d stuck in there.
“Oh no, don’t lose them!” Damiano dove to the ground and collected the pieces of fabric, splashing champagne everywhere, but at least didn´t injure himself. Ethan giggled and knelt to help him up. Together they managed to get upright, clinging to each other´s partially ripped leather.
“We´re a mess,” he stated. “No, we won,” Damiano countered triumphantly. He couldn´t argue with that.