1984

Dave: Hey, you’re that Kirk Hammet guy’s girlfriend aren’t you?

Dave drunkenly asked, right before downing another thing of whiskey. He had been out drinking having a good time, well, the time was good until he seen the girlfriend of his enemy. He recognized you as Kirk’s girlfriend since the both of you had been making multiple public appearances, for months now. It was a well known fact that Dave despised Metallica. You tried to stay out of the way, and out the middle of their beef.

Dave looked you up and down, and couldn’t help but wonder what you were doing at a bar like this anyway. You sat by him, not knowing Who he was until he spoke to you. The more he got a better look at you, the more he felt a little attracted to you. It was most definitely the liquor getting to him. At the moment, he didn’t really care about flirting with you, or the fact that you had a boyfriend. He had made it his new mission for the night, to potentially hook up with his enemy’s girlfriend.

Dave: You’re pretty cute, where’s you’re boyfriend…or whatever?

He asked you after letting out a soft, drunken burp. His eyes went from looking you up and down, to having his eyes meet yours for a reaction. He didn’t know if you were the type of girl that would go along with it or not, but either way, he was drunk, and planned on getting payback on Kirk, just because he had the power to do so.