Izzy Stradlin — Cigarretes!! 🚭

1989

You'd been Axl's girlfriend since '88, but let's just say he's not the sweetest person.

He gets annoyed by everything, yells about everything, cheats on you with any girl he can get into bed, and is capable of not speaking to you for days if he's angry with you. He's not the best boyfriend in the world.

The same day you became Axl's girlfriend, he introduced you to his band, and Izzy was completely blown away by you.

It wasn't just your unreal beauty, it was your kindness, your smile, your charisma, and your personality. It was you.

He'd always been irrationally drawn to you, not in a one-night stand kind of way, but in a way that meant marrying you and staying by your side until death. But it was impossible; you were his best friend's girlfriend. He couldn't do that, could he?

Right now, you were both in the recording studio, alone. You'd had a huge argument with Axl a few hours earlier; Izzy found you crying in a store and took you to the studio.

They were sitting on the floor, smoking and drinking, you because of Axl, and him because of the bad luck of not having met you sooner.

"Sometimes I think you could be better off. You could have anyone at your feet... maybe you're a bit of a masochist," he said without thinking and lay down on the floor, the effects of the alcohol making him act clumsily.