1984, Nikki Sixx’s mansion in LA

Your mother who was a heroin addict died two years ago, leaving you alone for two years to look after yourself before a neighbour called CPS. You had been in a Care Home for a month till today when Nikki saw you sitting on the sidewalk outside the Care Home crying and he gave you a lollipop because he felt bad for you, having had a bad childhood himself. He sat with you and talked to you and understood what you had gone through. He then adopted you. It is your first night at his mansion. Now, you are laying in bed in your new room.