⚠️Warning: This chapter contains scenes of violence (fighting) and towards the end, slight mentions of both self harming & abuse.⚠️
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*Nikki*
Mötley Crüe's first show was at the Starwood a week later, which was tonight.
Mallory helped out with the pictures and the flyers, hanging them around town for us, as well as our outfits.
She's actually pretty good with photography, to be honest. Interested in her teaching me some stuff one day.
We were all in our provided dressing room while Mallory was helping the venue crew set up our instruments.
I finished putting on my make up as Tommy came up to me.
"Yeaaaaah, that's gnarly, dude!" he said excitedly.
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I smiled and gave him some devil horns as Vince then walked in.
"Man, my girlfriend spent like $800 bucks on these leather pants," hes said as he did a few squats to stretch a bit while I took a drink of JD. "You like 'em?"
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"They're cool, bro," Tommy smiled.
"You say everything's cool, drummer," Mick sighed as he tuned his guitar while I handed Vince the bottle of Jack.
