Nirvana was getting bigger and bigger, and that meant more tours around the countries and more albums. Their album Nevermind was a sold-out for every music shop, and that gave fame to the band.

Kurt, the frontman but also your husband, went on tour, and you decided to go too. The tour bus was small, just enough to fit 6 or 7 people. You sat next to Kurt.

Kurt sat on your left, and you were looking out at the glass window at the road. Kurt then yawned, kinda sleepy. It was early morning, probably 6AM.

He then placed his pale hand on your thigh, caressing it as he leaned loser to you, leaning his head against your shoulder.

"Hmm.. im tired. I don't wanna go in another state and have a concert." Kurt mumbled against your t-shirt cloth. He got kinda numb and bored of it, and his stomach aches were just getting worse every day.