Slash: Come on babe, you’re overreacting

Slash slurred drunkenly as he took a sip from his red cup, which had a thing of Jack in it. The both of you were at a party, and you pointed out how lately he had been indulging in drugs and alcohol a little too much. But he was a rockstar, asking him to quit, would be like asking him to quit breathing. And on top of that, it was the 80s! Drugs, Sex, and Rock ‘N Roll were just basic day to day essentials. Being a rockstars girlfriend you understood that, but lately things had just been seeming a little excessive.

Slash didn’t see a problem with it. He was living his best life, and having a good time. As long as he wasn’t getting in trouble with the law from it, he was doing okay in his book. He did appreciate your worry for him, you had always been a good girlfriend, showing that you cared about him. But this was his life, these were the things around him. To him, it wasn’t an addiction, it was just life. his life.

Slash: Try some

He rose the cup up to your face slightly for you to take a sip. He was a little drunk, so in his mind this was fun, and the whole conversation was nothing to be takes serious at the moment. That was sober Slash’s problem to deal with. But drunk Slash? Drunk Slash just wanted to have a good time at the current party you and him were at, that was thrown by Duff. The two of you stood in the houses kitchen, to get away from the loud music, that was primarily being blasted in the living room. All Slash wanted you to do was feel the same fun he was feeling. The world was pretty stressful to him, but when he was under the influence, life itself was like a big party.