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well, i would call you darling
and everything would be okay

cause i know that i am yours
and you are mine

doesn't matter anyway









may 9, 1988, 5:50pm



"Babe, you need to calm down. Have a drink or something."

Axl was pacing, as usual. He was nervous, yet he didn't want to drink or smoke the nerves away.

They were playing the Felt Forum at Madison Square Garden, tomorrow.

Madison-fucking-Square Garden! And Axl seemed to be the only one nervous about it.

Steven was psyched. He'd been bouncing off the walls ever since they got off the plane.

By the way, Axl was a terrible flyer. Duff too.

When Appetite was released, it hadn't really garnered as much traction outside of LA as it did inside, and it took almost a year for the record to burn through the charts like it was meant to.

Though it took almost a year, it felt like they'd blown up overnight. Everything was fast-paced ever since then.

They were wanted everywhere by everyone and, finally, Axl didn't completely feel like he wasted his life.

"What if it doesn't go well? What if my voice sounds bad? What if they don't like us?" Axl grabbed at his hair.

"Sweetheart...." Slash stood, swaying a bit as he approached Axl and gently took the redhead's hands in his own.

Axl looked up, blinking as his world came to a still.

"The show will be great. We're gonna blow the fuckin' roof off. Just like how we do down in LA. We're badass, baby. And you know it. Your voice is amazing. We're gonna kill it tomorrow, okay?"

Axl slowly nodded.

"Take a breath, huh? Don't keep worrying yourself." Slash laid a hand on Axl's cheek and gently ran his thumb over the warm skin there.

Axl leaned into his touch with a small smile. "Thank you."

From the sofa, Izzy rolled his eyes. "You two just about done with the cheesy shit?" And he took a sip from the mysterious liquid inside the red solo cup that was held in the same hand as a burning cigarette.

Axl flipped him off just as Duff came blazing in with his fiancé, Mandy Brixx.

The two were pleasantly buzzed. Not too much, but enough for it to be obvious. They were giggling like idiots.

Slash smiled at the two. "Have fun?" He chuckled.

Mandy giggled, falling into Duff's side like she's been known to do whenever Izzy was in the same room as her and Duff.

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