The allure of Guns N Roses.... two people who have willingly confined themselves to a path of solitude, accepting that any companionship encountered would just be a passing memory in no time. Being lonely is all part of the job. But then they keep crossing paths with the same person, over and over again... someone who understands the sacrifice of sticking with your principles, to live without true bonds.... and it just seems that fate is hellbent on making a lonesome journey much less lonely. An air of familiarity. That sense of comfort. And before they know it, they find themselves with an emotion that has been long buried away. To be able to miss someone, to be able to ache for contact with them. And it doesn't take too long before the paths cross once more, and they find themselves lingering in that moment when they'd usually just jump to the next location.
Both the same and not the same at all. Their pasts are so different and yet so alike. It starts to feel natural when they gravitate towards each other. Until the time between their encounters becomes shorter and shorter, their destinies more and more intetwined.
And what then? Neither expected to ever have someone in their life feel this close. It's scary, dangerous, too new... but exilerating all the same. Torn between their committed path and the longing of this new, unexpected desire. The emotional turmoil of it all. And yet the pieces all seem to fall neatly in place, one after the other. Maybe it's not the answer they've been searching for. But maybe it is a piece they needed to pick up along the way.