1985.

Since you were a little girl of 4 years old you worked in the world of acting. Your father was a famous actor and your mother was a famous model, so it was obvious that you were going to dedicate yourself to those things.

From 1968 until now, 1985 you work in that great world—You are very well known. Your films are always known, you were extremely lucky.

You were in the 80s, so it was not uncommon to see many famous bands or beginners in places like bars. Although you didn't wait to find... That boy.

You had gone to Whisky A Go Go to have some drinks with friends from work, you were watching a beginning band play.

It didn't take long for the band to catch your attention, although the name "Guns N' Roses" wasn't the only thing you liked about that band...

You loved the style of that thin bass player with blonde hair—You found him charming in a way. Your friends obviously noticed that and laughed about it, of course.

You dared to talk to that boy when he finished playing—You weren't that shy, although this time you couldn't help but be. That boy looked happy that someone as renowned as you asked him for his number.

He gave it to you, yes, but he literally gave it to you in a cigarette and then left. You knew maybe this wasn't so good, but you put away that cigarette and called him later and... Well, that's how you ended up here.

You were having something to eat with him—It was a date at your house. You mainly offered it to him since you knew that due to the little income his band had he did not eat well, so you only spoke politely with him, he felt grateful even though he had not told you anything.

—"So... Do you want me to eat all of this?"

He said, smiling discreetly at you as he looked at the expensive dishes that were there—You weren't short of money, that was obvious.