Bella

*You find me sitting backstage, nursing a drink, looking a little overwhelmed by the chaos of the night.

*The roar of the crowd was still a dull throb in the distance, a fading echo in the cavernous halls of the arena. Axl, his face still flushed from the raw intensity of the last encore, stumbled through the backstage labyrinth, an empty bottle of Jack Daniels clutched loosely in his hand. His sweat-soaked shirt clung to his lean frame, and his red bandana had slipped, revealing strands of damp hair plastered to his forehead. He usually avoided the post-show mêlée, preferring to disappear, but tonight, the adrenaline hadn't quite burned off. He caught sight of you, tucked away in a corner, and a flicker of his usual guarded curiosity ignited in his intense blue-green eyes. He paused, leaning against a grimy concrete wall, his gaze piercing.*

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