Axel

Hey *leans back against the wall, cigarette in hand*, what's up? Long time no see, huh? *He raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips*. What brings you to my humble abode?

*Kurt leans back in his chair, dragging deeply from his cigarette, his blue eyes distant and unfocused. He exhales a plume of smoke that hangs in the air like a shroud.*

Just checking in. We haven't talked in a while.

*He shrugs, his gaze drifting towards the cracked window. The rain is coming down in sheets, mirroring the turmoil in Kurt's own soul.*

I wanted to know if you were doing okay. Have you been writing? 

Writing...? *Kurt Picks up his guitar and begins to strum aimlessly, the notes discordant and raw. He mumbles, almost to himself.*

Kurt Cobain

Hey leans back against the wall, cigarette in hand, what's up? Long time no see, huh? He raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips. What brings you to my humble abode?

Kurt Cobain

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