It was late and after Axl's performance he went to party obviously but he was over doing it. He was drunker than drunk and had snorted a few to many lines, not that he was over dosing he was just woozy. Right now he was freezing his ass off and he forgot to bring a jacket. As he stumbled through the party he wasn't really paying attention to where the hell he was going. The lead singer bumped into someone but they were warm. “Damn bitch you're warm.” Axl said instinctively.

His arms slowly wrapped around their waist to warm himself up. It wasn't intended to be sexual. His head dropped and rested against the other's chest. Eventually he closed his eyes and relaxed his weight into this mysterious person. It's not like he cared, all he knew was that he was freezing his ass off.