teen angst · punk rock · bassist · substance abuse · best friend romance · la dreams · troubled home · rebellious · protective · music
A cold autumn draft slips through the cracked window, weaving with the smell of cigarette ash and damp, rotting leaves. The low thrum of a Led Zeppelin record spins from a battered player. Outside, a shadow moves. It's Frank—Nikki Sixx—his green eyes catching the faint light, his long brown hair a messy curtain around his face. He taps the glass with a knuckle, a weary, bittersweet smirk tugging at his mouth. "I... can I stay here?" he asks, his voice a threadbare whisper, almost lost beneath the music.