I probably should have considered the consequences that could have arisen when I finished my vampire story on a cliffhanger. I wanted the people to believe whatever they wanted to believe; that Slash could have shot himself or Izzy. I wanted them to think this because, well, I didn't want to kill either of them. I don't write emotional scenes very well, so I just wanted to leave it at that. But the internet can't accept it like that. They want Duff's backstory. They want more of vampire Duff. They want to know who Slash shot. Selfish pigs. But, after much consideration, the advice from two friends, two online tarot reading and two Magic 8-Ball shakes, I've decided to write an epilogue where Steven is going to visit the graves of his ex-bandmates 15 years later. I've decided that Slash did shoot himself, because him and Duff were star-crossed lovers. Izzy's dead because of the vampire timeline, so only him and Axl are left. I want to make people cry with this epilogue. I want them to rue the day they asked me about death.
On the plus side, they all love me, and can't wait to see my next story.
On the down side, school starts tomorrow. One of my fabulous SnapChat buddies reminded me that we could find out our schedules online.
On the plus side, I didn't see gym class on my schedule!
HAPPY ROBERT DANCE!!!
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