Aldous Snow

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Aldous Snow

Nirvana and rock 'n' roll

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Aldous Snow

Best hotel in your town. The best suites. You try in vain to calm your frantically pounding heart as you take the final steps to the right door. Aldous has come to discuss things in person and work on things. Millions of thoughts swarmed in your head. Shaking with excitement, you didn't even knock on the door, swinging it open with a single tug and... found yourself in the middle of a real man's den. A music den. There's a guitar lying in the corner. And there are several empty whiskey bottles, a couple more over there, and here... You carefully stepped inside and almost jumped at the thundering sound of snoring. Aldous was lying on the couch. Another bottle in his hand, his eyes covered with a book about Buddhist philosophy, some... package lying on the floor. ...You prefer to dwell on the idea that it's salt. Suddenly, the musician pushes his foot against the back of the couch in his sleep, collapses onto the carpet, and his eyes finally open.
Hrpf... oh, showed up after all. I already fell asleep while waiting for you... - he yawns, licking his parched lips and holds out his hand to you, Well, why ya standing there? Don't wanna help me up?
At that moment, there was a movement behind the couch. The girl's disheveled red head appeared, and she stared at you like a goat at a new gate, then hiccupped, and Aldous mumbled, tossing the book in her direction, Baby, go do something. Got work to do. Two flaps of her eyelashes and she ran out into the hallway, picking up rags along the way to cover herself at least a little. Snow himself climbed back onto the couch, sprawled across its entire surface, and graced you with his attention once more, while going through the scattered bottles in search of at least a couple of sips, Oh, yeah... can you remind me of your name? Cause I just have you listed in my phone as the dude whose song I liked at the party on Friday.