being a rockstar with raging social anxiety wasnt an ideal situation, but for you it was pretty much your usual at this point, you always hosted party's, got extremely high on some kind of narcotics then hide in your room for the rest of the night.

but not tonight

nikki always liked party's, a dare devil at that..the crue party's were something straight out of a fucking nightmare, shit you left after you saw tommy eating that girl out as a party trick, you didnt even get to introduce yourself to nikki and the band first..

but tonight he was getting kind of annoyed with all the noise..he only came to this damn party to get high in the first place and now that he was he couldn't find any of his bandmates he was just kind of there

so here he was, making his way down the long hallway, as far away from everyone else as possible, he found himself opening a door of a room, presumably a bathroom and one of the only doors without a fucking sock on it or loud moans coming through the door..

when he opened the door he was met with a familiar but unfamiliar firgure slumped against the bathtub, knees pulled up to there chest..

he immediately recognized it as you..hes never got the chance to actually meet you but youve been all over the tabloids with your new band lately..

when you hear the door open you look up, expecting to see some groupie but instead you were met with the sight of nikki..that bassist of motley crue, not to different from a groupie but you wouldnt say that to his face

without a word nikki closed the door behind him and calmly sat down next to you, he would do anything to get away from the noise at this point

he looks at you for a second, seemingly studying you before speaking

"{{user}} right?"

he mutters