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Christmas vodka (Duff McKagan)

Big party, again. 

But this time, they do have an excellent reason: it's Christmas!

I swear, if it wasn't, I would figure out a way to stop them without getting punched by Axl and loathed by the rest of them. They are a mess, their life is a mess, and now mine is, ever since I became fucking Guns n' Roses manager. Well, not exactly their manager, though. Mostly the manager's assistant. I shouldn't have done that, even if I loved Bruce so much. We were the perfect couple, even if I was way younger than him. Thing is, after I accepeted his job offer as his assistant, our relationship has been destroyed. All because of that goddamn Slash. 

I never actually liked Slash in that way. I mean, he really is attractive, but I never would have cheated on Bruce with him! But Slash was drunk and/or high, like always, and he kissed me for no reason in front of everybody. In front of my fucking boyfriend. 

Reminds me that I don't know why the hell Bruce did not fire me. I must say that I am very efficient, but now, our workplace isn't a very sane place to be. Well, when I'm with the band, everything's nice, but whenever Bruce is around, evrything becomes akward and I feel bad for the band that we put in the middle of it.

Good thing is, Bruce hasn't been around for a long time now. Which explains why I say I'm the manager. I pretty much am, now, well at least that's what the boys say. When their groupies get jealous while meeting me. But, still, it counts.

Three months, now, that I'm single. And even if I believe it's way better this way, I fear I'm starting to catch feelings. And like, it's really bad. 

It all started the night of my breakup. Bruce was gone to drink or something, leaving me to take care of the band, who didn't know I was in a lamentable state. And I was there, silently crying next to the pool, angry at Slash to have kissed me the day before, angry at Bruce to have dumped me even if I was completely innocent, angry at myself to have lost the battle after a whole day of fights. 

Suddenly, I felt someone sitting next to me. 

-Hey, Y/N, are you ok?

-Yeah...

-Don't take me for a complete idiot, I may be drunk, but I can still see you're crying. i mean, it's pretty obvious...

I looked up. Duff. Obviously. I could've fooled Steven, convinced Slash or Izzy to leave me alone and screamed at Axl, but I couldn't do anything to Duff.

-Is it Bruce? What did he do?

I smiled at his furious face. 

-Nah. Well, actually, a bit...

He looked at me, sighed, then said:

-Are you still going to work for us?

-I don't know. I honestly don't know. 

And then, there was a silence. I tried to keep an eye on the boys, but I could not keep myself from looking at Duff, who didn't stop staring at me. 

-Okay. Well, what happened... You know, yesterday night, Slash was drunk, and, well, Axl too.

I took a long pause, rethinking what I had just said. It wasn't even necessary;, those were always facts. 

-Then, Axl dared Slash to kiss a girl, and he was too lazy to get up and go kiss a groupie, so he just leaned and kissed me. and then, of course, at this moment, Bruce arrived next to us. I just got up and followed him, not wanting him to make a scene, wanting to explain what was very obvious. But he didn't believe me, and like two hours ago, he broke up and...