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𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜
THE LAST LYRICS WERE BEING SANG BY KURT. In their last club show before going to Europe, the crowd was getting one hell of a show. The music soon died down as Kurt purposely smashed his guitar against the amplifier. It didn't break immediately but it got Kurt to look at Dave. He had a devilish smile, almost like a warning to a clueless drummer. Kurt nearly killed Dave by throwing his guitar over Dave's drum set instead of into it. Krist laughed as the crowd was loving the post-show antics. The band was quick to get off stage as the club bouncers began to get the sea of people out of the club. Most of the crowd tried to get backstage but only a few could. One of those people being Courtney Love.
"Kurt! Kurt!" she yelled as she was trying to get pass the rest of the people backstage. He came closer to her, leaving behind Krist and Dave. "She came?" Krist asked as Dave shrugged, "I guess.". The two band members saw their frontman hugging the frontwoman of Hole, giving her a kiss. They ignored the makeout and talked with the people who could make it backstage. Acknowledgments were given to the bassist and the drummer, getting side hugs and praises by fans. All while this was going on, cigarettes were being smoked and beers were being drunk. "Dude! I totally love your drumming! Can you like—join my band?" a fan told Dave as he and Krist laughed. "Sorry buddy but Grohl is ours." Krist answered, hugging Dave by the shoulders. "Ha, thanks for the offer but I'm better off with my giant and blondie." Dave said, leaning into Krist's chest. The fans laughed alongside the group, seeming to forget Kurt and Courtney's intimacy on full display.
The band only stayed for a bit with the fans backstage, going out to take down their set. Dave tried to get Kurt to help but he locked himself in the dressing room with Courtney. One could only assume it was for sex. Krist and Dave didn't bother to get the frontman and began to clean up. The bouncers at the club helped, moving the amps and Dave's drum kit to the van outside. Half an hour later, Krist and Dave finished and were met by the club owner. He gave them their money for playing, thanking them for the show. Krist and Dave acknowledged the thank you, giving him the thanks as well. The two went back to get Kurt, knocking on the door of the dressing room. "Kurt, we're leaving!" Krist shouted, getting only a muffled response by Courtney instead. "You guys can fuck some other day but we need to go!" Dave shouted, pounding at the door with his fist. Courtney opened the door, holding the door frame to keep balance.
Kurt was on the couch, passed out with his shoe lace wrapped around his arm. "What the fuck is wrong with Kurt's arm?" Dave asked Courtney, looking at the pale skin of the frontman's arm. Courtney laughed senselessly, getting the two other band members of Nirvana to stare at her. Looking around Kurt, there was a needle and it's cap on the floor. "Courtney, you better tell us what the fuck you and Kurt did." Krist demanded as she looked down then back to Krist. "He's just sleepy. You guys can go, I can take him with me." Courtney answered but Dave was quick to rebuttal. "No you can't. We have a thing in the morning with the label." the drummer said as everyone in the room could hear Kurt's mumbles. They looked at the frontman, who was getting up from the couch. "See! He's just really sleepy." Courtney tried to forget the demand Krist had. Kurt tried to sit up, getting Dave to help him out. He sighed and took off the shoe lace he had wrapped on his arm. "Let's go." Kurt muttered to his band mates. They followed him out the door as he waved to Courtney goodbye.
