November Rain - a Duff McKagan and Slash Love Triangle

Chapter Four- Sunday Bloody Sunday

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I woke up the next morning in a room I didn't recognize with a pounding headache. I sat up, rubbing my head and looked around the room. There were clothes scattered everywhere, a milk crate of vinyl records on the floor, and a CD player and a stack of CD's on the dresser. I had absolutely no clue where I was until I looked to the closet and saw a bass leaning against the wall,

Duff.

I glanced at the body next to me and saw a mass of messy blonde hair on the pillow.

Yup, Duff.

I sighed and got out of the bed, careful not to wake him up. I noticed that I was still wearing my jeans and shirt, and even my socks, so that offered me some closure of what happened last night. I opened the door quietly and Duff moved a little, turning around and facing me, but he was still asleep. I shut the door behind me and walked down the hall, past the living room,

"Well good morning." Slash said from the couch, holding a cup of coffee. I turned around and looking at him,

"Hey, Slash." I said, looking at him. He looked over into the kitchen,

"Coffee?" He asked, standing up and walking to the kitchen.

"Yes please." I said, rubbing my head and following him. Izzy, Axl and Steven were already seated at the counter, drinking their coffee as well.

"Sup, sleepyhead." Izzy said, smiling.

"Good morning guys." I said, leaning against the counter. Axl smiled,

"There's Advil in the cabinet behind you." He said, winking. I smiled,

"Thanks Ax." I opened the cabinet and took the bottle, pouring three Advil into my hand and popping them in my mouth, washing them down with the coffee Slash had handed me. I put the bottle back in the cabinet,

"Dude, what happened last night?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. Izzy laughed,

"You're lucky one of us stayed sober enough to remember. For starters, Steven jumped off the couch and slammed his face into the chair, then passed out for a good five minutes, Axl smashed an empty beer bottle on the floor on accident and I guess it woke Slash up because he started screaming from the other room. And you and Duff were giving each other 'the look' all night. It was kinda weird. But nothing happened, if that's what your asking, at least not to my knowledge. You ended up passing out after finishing that fireball and Duff just carried you to his room and you guys went to bed. But that's it." Izzy explained, drinking his coffee. I sighed,

"Oh good." I said, drinking my coffee, "What time is it?" I asked, looking around for a clock,

"It's 9:36." Axl responded. My eyes widened,

"Damnit!" I said, putting the cup of coffee on the counter and running into the living room, searching for my stuff. The guys turned around and looked at me, confused.

"What's got you freaking out?" Slash asked, walking into the living room to help me look,

"My friend Jose was supposed to get her letter today, telling her whether or not she got into this college in France. I'm supposed to be there to open it with her!" I said, frantically searching for my jacket, which Slash found and handed to me. I smiled, "Thank you." I said, pulling it on and looking for my shoes, which I only assumed were in Duff's room.

"Hey, no problem. And you'll get there in time, don't worry about it." He said, smiling. I smiled back,

"Thanks Slash." I said before disappearing down the hallway to search for my shoes.