Russian Roulette // Axl Rose

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"So, you are married. How long ago did you decide that you want to live with one man til the end of your life?"

"Um.. like two years ago. We'd been dating for more than a year and then decided to marry as soon as possible.. so we did."

"Are you happy?"

"Yeah, of course I am, why wouldn't I?"

"Just asking, you know since I have not the best marriage experience. I'm glad that you're happy, it's all i wanted to know" even if he tried to cover his sadness up with a smile, I'd still feel it.

I didn't answer anything. Deep and long conversations about my marriage aren't for me, that's just too personal. Suppose, he knows what invasion of privacy means, well, better than anyone else in this building, so he didn't say a word as well.

After a so-called tour that I provided, we came back to the backstage's small hall.

"Can we smoke here?" He asked me confusingly.

"Sure, why not?"

He just shrugged looking up at the ceiling as if he was trying to find something there.

"Are you searching for the stars or something?" I laughed quietly.

"I'd look at you in that case" a slight smirk appeared on his lips.

He's definitely flirting.

"Can you show me our rooms, please?" He asked suddenly .

"Yeah, follow me." 

We went through a long corridor in a complete silence. I was the first one who broke it, since we reached our destination.

"This one is yours" I placed my finger against a sign with his name.

"Can I come in?" He asked me politely, taking his hat off.

"Sure" I opened the door and let him in: it was a dark colored room, almost black - everything was exactly the same as it was written in his rider.

I'd hardly hear his silent "cool" when he entered the room.

"What's your favorite flower?"

Oh, he's flirting again.

"Peonies. Pink peonies" I said calmly. "Oh, and blue roses for sure."

"Blue?" He furrowed his eyebrows.

"Yeah. Is that weird?"

"I'd rather say unusual. In a good way."

An instant blush covered my cheeks and I shyly smiled in answer. "18 White and 18 red roses, right?"

"And 18 pink peonies, please."

I turned my head to face him in disbelief. "And no blue roses?" I tried to turn out this conversation in a more humorous way.

He laughed quietly. "And one blue rose." He winked chuckling, obviously enjoying the flirt.

I gave him a smile back, trying to hide my red cheeks. It's just a part of co-workers' relationships, c'mon. 

"So did we finish here?" My nervousness could've been seen from the Moon, even if I was really enjoying our conversation and the whole meeting in general, I wasn't mentally prepared for that. Let's be honest - he is a true rock-star. 

"I think yes" he threw a glance at the room one more time and added, mumbling "since you're married".

I could barely hear this part of the sentence but I did.