ʟᴀ ᴛʀɪᴩ // 𝐠𝐧𝐫

4 - Dance with me, Shakespeare

My shift is over and now I'm walking to Sally's house. I take off the key of her apartment that she gave me and I make my way through the corridor. Me and Sally live in the same building but in different floors. I live on the third floor and she lives on the first one.

I open the door and I see Sally lied down, with her back against the floor smoking a joint and listening to Pink Floyd.

"Hi." I say, closing the door behind me and heading to her.

"Hi" She greats me, passing me the joint. I take a drag and sit on the couch beside her. "Can you choose something for me? I love your sense of fashion." She says with a calm, soft and low voice. She's high as fuck.

"Is there something wrong?" I ask, giving her the joint back and setting up onto my feet.

"No, I'm just trying to stay calm for the date." Oh, I see, she panicked because of the date. Common in Sally.

I open her closet and I take off a red thight dress with sleeves and a cute cleavage and is right above her knees, a black blazer and a pair of black high wheels. A casual outfit, for that dick to understand that Sally is a respected women and a lady, not some whore that he met on Bairro Alto. Bairro Alto is a group of a few streets full of bars, whores and also apartments. I live in one of these apartments. Yeah, I live on a street of whores and strippers but is all that my money can afford.

"Sally, come here to dress up." I order her and some moments later she appears. I hand her the dress. "Dress this up." She looks at it and smiles.

"Classic" She comments. "And what are your plans for tonight? Nick's apartment?" She asks curious with a big smile on her face.

"No, I'm going out with the famous boys." I simply reply, watching her getting dressed.

"The Guns N' Roses boys?" She's kinda surprised though. I nod in response. "Oh, have fun then." She happily said.

"I guess I will." I grin.

****

I'm finishing my make-up and then, I'm ready to go. I grab my purse and my leather jacket and I get out of the house. I've decided to wear a tight black dress that covers up half of my thighs. Not too short and not too long, it's just perfect.

I get out of the building and I immediately spot the guys. I told them to meet me in front of a bar easy to find, which is in the same street as my house.

"Hi guys." I great them with a smile and they smile back. "Shall we?" I turn around and I start walking to the bar, which is two blocks away from here. In front of the bar there's a gigant queue, but I know the security guy so it will be easy get in.

"Heeey Tony" I say in the opposite side of the queue reaching the security guy.

"Hey Effy, what's up?" He smirks.

"Me and my friends would like to get in, you know..." I point to the guys.

"And who are your friends? I never saw you with them." He says, glaring the guys and then turning back to me.

"You don't know them? They are fucking famous, rock stars. It would be really cool for Frágil to have two rock stars from L.A. inside." As I say this, Tony's face changes. By the way, Frágil is the name of the bar. It's a really cool place. It's all full of musicians, writers and people who declare themselves as philosophers. It's really cool but hard to get in. But, as I know Tony, it's easy.

"Have fun" he grins and lets us pass.

"What was that?" Axl asks me.

"What?" I ask him, turning around and to face him.