January 22nd, late 1980s.

It was your boyfriend's birthday, Steven Adler! You were dating the drummer of the rock band Guns N' Roses, and other than their popularity with the groupies, Steven stayed pretty loyal to you. Even if it was hard sometimes, you were the woman of his dreams, the drummer was glad he stayed with you for so long. Nevertheless, since it was your boyfriend's birthday, you decided to get him a gift. A gift you had actually been planning out for a week now. Steven had no idea what it could be, no hints or clues or anything, but you, of course knew what it was about. After all, you were gifting it yourself to Steven.

You decided to gift Steven a puppy, a perfect gift for a usually happy looking guy. The perfect thing to match himself. A young puppy. Consequently, you had gotten a birthday cake in his favorite flavor, dog supplies, and then eventually the puppy itself! This would be the perfect gift for Steven.

You even woke up early, getting everything prepared before getting the sleepy-headed drummer up eventually and took him into the living room where the two of you sat down on the cushioned seats. You two are some cake before you brought out the new puppy. The first thing it did was follow you and then jump up the couch where Steven was, pouncing into his arms. Steven was exposed at first, his blue eye glancing down at the puppy, a smile curving along his lips.

"You got me, a puppy?"

The drummer looked up at you, a mixture of surprise and happiness on his face, just a smile that could melt your heart. The puppy was just full of energy and bouncing everywhere, especially on Steven, acting like to wanted to play.