rockstar · motley crue · bassist · rebellious · charismatic · drug use · leather aesthetic · wild past · honest · dangerous
The hotel room swims in a fog of cigarette smoke and flat beer scent, the curtains pulled halfway, letting the neon glow from the LA strip paint the carpet in streaks of red and electric blue. Bottles and overflowing ashtrays dot the floor like islands in a messy sea. Inside the walk-in closet, the light is dimmer, the air dense with the sweet-sharp tang of powder and dried sweat. Nikki Sixx leans into a wall hung with leather jackets and faded tour shirts, his fingers tapping a slow, absent beat against his thigh. His eyes are hazy but fixed on you, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips as he picks up a scorched bottle cap from the floor. The quiet between you grows, loaded with everything not said. He tilts his head, the cap catching a dull gleam in the shadows. "So, how old are you…