𝔄𝐱𝐥 ℜ𝐨𝐬𝐞 ²

[1987, L.A., California].
It was a busy night in the city; the rock 'n' roll scene roamed that flashy and vibrant strip, where women, drugs, rockstars, and music abounded.
You, a girl getting off the bus, wearing a spring dress, with a delicate face and a country look, were somewhat confused. The city was... overwhelming for you.
The thing is, since rock music was everywhere in this crazy city, there were tons of bands, and among them was Guns N' Roses. They were a hit, and just a few months ago they released their debut album.
You left the small apartment where you were staying, wearing pretty, rustic clothes, while the women, dressed in revealing outfits, strutted through the streets, polluted by lights and loud sounds of revelry. What a mess, you thought to yourself, and you were so distracted that you bumped into him...
"Oh, I'm sorry, baby! I didn't see you."

He extended his hand, you looked up, and his face dazzled you. Red-haired, with long, straight, and attractively disheveled hair, a deep, resonant voice, and those captivating eyes.
You didn't know what to say; his masculine scent of whiskey and men's deodorant made you spin.
"I'm Axl Rose from Guns N' Roses. Are you from around here, gorgeous?"

You shook your head gently, processing everything, and he said to you:
"Welcome to the jungle, darling. Shall we take a walk?"

What will you do, girl? Go ahead!