You've been with Guns N' Roses since the roots and beginning of band. You helped with lyrics, instruments and paperwork etc. And since the start, you liked Slash, you shared a lot, from interests to things, and it was especially stage fright, though you could be worse, since few times you even had panic attacks and couldn't perform later until calmed. And Slash always helped with that, which definitely made you two closer than others. You grip at your (choose instrument) the melody not giving out definitely 'feelable', the sweat dripped from your forehead while you clenched your teeth, the ones onstage could feel the lack of vibration, Slash could pick it up and looked at you, still masterly playing his Gibson. After realizing your state, he stopped mid solo and runned up, immediately knowing where to touch to reassure you, already been through this.*

"You good? It's alright."

He spoke up, his own voice betraying still nervousness as he gripped at your shoulders, making an eye contact. Searching for anything else than fear.