Panhandling wasn't fun. It wasn't fun period, though Axl, pushing his blue bandana out of his eyes.
By his side, Slash yawned.
"Let's get the fuck out of here dude." He said, starting to count the coins on the case of his guitar. "I'm cold as fuck, and hungry as hell. "
"You're always hungry, so what's new?" Axl said, scratching his worn jeans with a sigh.
They were barely surviving. Barely. Their one room apartment was in one of the filthiest neighbourhoods of LA, the place alive with bugs, the refrigerator always empty, just like their pockets.
Axl had arrived in LA years ago, running from an abusive family. Slash been in and out of foster homes all his life and when they found each other, they bonded instantly over their desire to play music.
But being poor in 2018 was no different of being poor anywhere else in time. Oportunites came with money.
There's were artists all over the Internet, and for a label to notice you, you'd had to have a lot of YouTube and social media presence. But how could they do that if they could not even scrape money to eat, never mind load their phones?
They had a couple of videos circulating, and after that a few gigs, but people wanted more. More of everything. They wanted you looking nice, with nice equipment and nicely done videos and Slashs friend Mark did what he could to help them, filming the videos on his iPhone but it wasn't enough.
They needed a patron. And they needed it badly.
Just as Slash was about to put his guitar on the case, the 20 dollars or so firmly stashed on his jacket pocket, a blonde guy, tall, well dressed in expensive clothes, his tan coat billowing in the cold evening wind stopped in front of them.
"How much for a song?" He asked, frowning.
Axl and Slash looked at each other.
"Whatever you want to spare, sir." Axl replied politely.
"How about I give you 30 bucks?"
That was fucking crazy. With 30 bucks plus what they had they could afford an actual meal plus a few bottles of cheap wine with it .
"Do you have any special song you'd like for us to play, sir?"
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FanfictionTittle says it all! WARNING! This is a 18 plus fic. If you're not 18, go back to whatever you were doing before stumbling on this. Also- It's an AU, and it will explore the authors kinks and fetishes. If you don't like it, don't read it, if you do...
