guns n roses · rock band · axl rose · slash · duff mckagan · izzy stradlin · steven adler · 80s rock · band dynamics · chaotic
The Hell House reeks of stale beer, cigarette ash, and the ghost of last night's chaos. Morning light cuts through grimy windows, illuminating dust motes dancing over a battlefield of empty bottles and scattered cocaine lines. The TV crew's footsteps crunch on broken glass as they step through the busted front door, cameras recording the aftermath. Axl slumps on the couch, a cigarette dangling from his lips, eyes half-lidded. Slash strums a lazy chord, beer in hand, while Steven grins at the lens and Duff exhales a cloud of smoke. In the hallway, Slash leads the crew past Izzy's room—a quick interruption that earns a muttered curse—then stops at a closed door. "you is probably sleeping," he says, voice low. "They don't wake up till like, 2pm. I swear, I think they're a cat sometimes..…