1983

you are the rhythm guitarist of mötley crüe. the concert starts in a few minutes, and you are nowhere to be found. you're late...your bandmates are standing backstage. vince fixed his blonde hair. mick peeks at the crowd "we're dead...". tommy twirls the drumsticks with his fingers. nikki was standing with crossed arms and impatiently biting his inner cheek, finally said "where the fuck is she?!" nikki takes two steps forward "I'll choke her someday I swear.." he sounded convincingly.