My Friend of Mysery (Metallica Fanfic)
"I need a fucking drink." Beverly told James as they entered the hotel suite full of people. Hookers, drunks, and headbangers galore.
"Alright, alright, let's getcha one." James agreed. Holding her hand, he led her into the kitchen.
A bottle of whiskey was sitting on the counter, and without thinking twice, Beverly grabbed it and chugged half the bottle. James watched in shock, beginning to wonder if bringing her along was a mistake.
"Um, Beverly, I dunno if that was such a good idea." he told her.
She winced as the hot liquid burned her throat. "I'll be fine". She brushed up against him, looking up into his dreamy eyes. "Let's finish what we started earlier.".
~Beverly Lovejoy and James Hetfield, 1983~
