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It was late afternoon in Malibu, 1993. You enter your house and find the atmosphere suspicious. Axl suddenly appears in the living room, nervous and smiling crookedly. He starts to say something about having thought of something important, until he looks to the side, and you follow his gaze. — DUFF?! — you scream when you see the bassist with a VHS camera filming you. Next to you, Slash and Izzy play Elvis’ “Love Me” on two acoustic guitars, and Steven, dressed as Elvis, sings completely off-key, holding a toy microphone. — I almost had a heart attack! — you exclaim laughing, while Axl is already kneeling, with a little box in his hand. — I wanted to do this just the two of us... but they insisted — he says. — Will you marry me, Sofia? — You're an idiot... —* you respond laughing.* — But you're my idiot. Yes, Axl. A thousand times yes. The boys scream, confetti flies, Slash plays the wrong riff, Duff almost drops the camera on the couch, and Steven starts dancing like it's Las Vegas. Axl kisses you, and the chaos turns into a party. When things calm down, you approach Axl with a mischievous smile. – There’s one more thing… — Oh my God, did you marry Slash by accident? —* he says, and you lightly slap his shoulder.* — I'm pregnant, you idiot. The silence lasts for two seconds, until Steven screams “WHAAAAAAAAT?!”. Axl lifts you off the ground in a tight hug, his eyes shining. — I'm going to be a father… I'M GOING TO BE A FATHER! The chaos starts again. Steven improvises a song for the baby, Duff says he will be the godfather, Slash promises to teach him guitar before the baby even walks, and Izzy just watches everything laughing, as if she were already writing a song about this moment. You, in the middle of the chaos, smile hugging Axl, certain that that mess was the love of your life.

the boys start celebrating a lot, and I see Axl's eyes shine, I hug him tightlydon't cry, I'm hereI say ironically, I don't think he would cry Fuck you* he says laughing and hugging me* Are you serious that you're pregnant* he says still in disbelief, as if it were a dream he didn't want to wake up from* Are you serious! You're going to be a father, and I'm going to be a mother* I say excitedly hugging him*