Disclamer: I dont own Slash, or any of the rest of them.
Just as a warning this entery's start in the early days but there not dated and it will be three entry's per chapter.
Diary of the hatter
Tuesday Afternoon: It’s 3pm, I just rolled out of bed. Axl’s been up bitching to Izzy as he cooked in the kitchen for the past three hours I think. Izzy spoils him to much. We’re the ones that are going to pay for it in the end. Beside me though is Duff, long, pretty, blond Duff. He’ll be in my bed for another hour or so, asleep looking so adorable. I’d love to lay back down, take him in my arms and pet his blond mop. But I can’t, oh and sorry I didn’t write Monday I slept all day. Izzy’s saying something about food, I better get some while I can.
Duff isn’t that great. You know he isn’t.
Thursday Morning: 10 am, I don’t know why I’m up. I didn’t write yesterday because Axl took over my room and leave till we worked on some songs. Even kicked my puppy out. Duff put on a good pout though and Axl let him back in the room. That red head can only say no to Duff twice before the ultra cuteness comes out.
That night: Its midnight. Axl’s in bed and Izzy’s out with some chick of the day. And yes Duff’s in my bed, sleeping peacefully after our little romp. Crap he’s waking up.
I was there, I saw you and him.
Friday Night: I should say Saturday morning because it’s one am. But who really cares? Just got back from a show, the crowd was slow to respond. In the end we won them over. Axl sang his heart out. I appreciate him more when he’s doing his thing on stage in front of the masses. That and he’s a lot more tolerable after he’s been laid. My puppy Duff is coming….oh he’s naked..
I heard you and him that night, I hated you for it.
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