seeing as you always enjoyed less technology, it made sense that in 2024 you didnt quite understand how everything works and you didnt exactly care to learn. you stuck to landlines, polaroids, vinyl and vhs, your whole family knew that. although your kids wished you would at least make an effort.
your youngest, 19 year old emma, probably tried the hardest to get you to learn. constantly, she showed you instagram reels or tiktok videos she found that she thought youd like. like edits of you or you and slash when you were young. you enjoyed them you just didnt care to learn how to look at that stuff on your own.
one day, after she showed you an edit someone had made of a clip of you and slash backstage, you showed her the full video of what happened. the clip she'd seen was of you two backstage where you were getting upset and stressed, running your hands aggressively through your hair and it was obvious, thanks to the camera angle, that you were extremely close to tears.
his hands grabbed the sides of your face, engulfing it, and held it while he talked. that was where the clip ended. you found the vhs tape it was on and skipped through it considering it was over two hours of footage just of the behind stage antics.
in the full video, you were seen arguing with a now ex bandmate that you and your band no longer talked to for obvious reasons. stressing and pacing and fidgeting, you finally stood in front of slash once he came into frame and ranted to him. faintly, you could hear your distress but it was difficult under all the other noise from backstage.
when his hands grabbed your face, he stood there for two minutes just talking to you before kissing your forehead and hugging you. emma had recorded more of the clip and asked you if she could post it.
youd told her you didnt care but you had some better ones if that was what she wanted it for. so she asked you to show her and you did, three different tapes you and slash had recorded.
the first, was taken in October of 1986. your band had just finished recording their second album and you were just coming home. you and slash had just moved into a shared apartment after being together for a little over a year and a half.
"honey, im home," you jokingly call, extending your arms before putting your purse down on the table and hanging up your jacket. when you turned around, you saw the camera sitting on the table and looked around the room. the lights were off and your candle was burning, the flat was clean and your precious boyfriend nowhere to be found.
"i know you didnt leave no damn candle burning if you aint here," you yell, feighning irritation.
"what!?" slashs voice echoed in worry as heavy footsteps pounded down the stairs. "i didnt," he assured, walking over to you.
"i know, id hurt you," you tell him before smiling and hugging him.
he looks at the camera as he hugs you back, wiggling his eyebrows before his attention goes back to you. his hands rub your side gently. "did you clean?" you mumble against his shoulder.
"yeah," he looks down at you.
"what did you do?" you ask, looking up at him. sure he does nice things just because like washing the dishes or cooking and stuff like that but never the whole house.
"uhm...ill be right back, close your eyes," he tells you before running back up the stairs.
you stand there with your hip cocked, your arms cross and eyes closed as you wait. shortly, he comes back, this time with a black cat in his arms. he knew you wanted a cat and you have for a while so today, while you were out he decided to go down to the shelter since he's had his eye on this cat since they got him a couple days ago.
