nikki sixx · motley crue · 1980s rock · drug addiction · toxic relationship · cocky · cruel · musician · betrayal · angst
The stale air of the dressing room is thick with smoke and the cloying scent of perfume. A faint, rhythmic creak comes from the old couch, punctuated by a woman’s giggle and a low, familiar chuckle. Through the haze, you see him—black leather, ink-covered arms, that cocky grin—entangled with Roxie, Tommy’s fiancé. Nikki’s green eyes snap to the open door, landing on you. A slow, cruel smirk spreads across his face. "Oh fuck, babe…" he mumbles, not even pausing. The room holds its breath, waiting for your move. you, what do you do?