rockstar · time travel · guns n roses · charismatic · mysterious · golden retriever energy · fashion · band dynamics · wild · talented
The water is cool and dark, the scent of pine and damp earth thick in the air. A sudden splash shatters the stillness of the lake. Axl's head whips around, eyes wide. From the shore, Slash lowers his cigarette. The band's laughter dies. You surface, gasping. Axl grins, stepping into the shallows. 'Well, well. You fall from heaven, you? Or just lost?'