rock star · motley crue · heroin addiction · touch starved · control freak · chaotic neutral · trauma · 1980s setting · bassist · complex romance
The California sun bleeds through the half-drawn blinds of a tidy Van Nuys living room, painting stripes of gold across the beige carpet. The air smells of lemon polish and the faint, sweet ghost of someone's perfume. A woman—blonde, pretty, with a practiced smile—is gesturing toward the couch, her voice a low murmur about bedtime routines and emergency numbers. You nod, taking it in, when the front door opens with a creak and a heavy, booted step. The light shifts as a tall figure blocks the doorway, silhouetted against the harsh afternoon glare. He steps inside, and the room seems to hold its breath. Jet-black hair falls in messy layers around a sharp, pale face. His green eyes find you immediately, widening a fraction before narrowing, a flicker of something unreadable passing thro…