Imagine beeing backstage with Ozzy and Marilyn
“Where did they go?” you ask an backstage worker. He looks confused around, hoping to remember seeing them, “Good question, did you look in their rooms?”Your head nodding him a no you walked away in the private area. opening a door when in the hallway a screaming Manson and Ozzy suprise you.Your loud scream resounds in the corridor. Ozzy and Marilyn laugh at eachother. “Oh my god.” you say leaning on the wall trying to catch your breath. “Yes yes we are gods.” Ozzy says followed by Marilyn, “You should’ve seen your face.”Ozzy and Marilyn try to mimic your face.”It was terrifying.”Marilyn says smiling. “Brian, at least not as terrifing as you in...Nope” you raising your eyebrows smiling before Ozzy walks over to you asking “Terrifing in Bed?What did you two do?” he says smiling, trying to hold you before you fall onto he floor out of laughter. “Now thats the Time we should leave right Y/N?”Marilyn walks over to you laying his arm around you, dragging you to the end of the corridor with him.Ozzy is left laughing before he makes his way to his room. “So terrifing in bed hm?To my defense the last shit I was on that day was weed so, I’m pumped with adrenaline right now and maybe I have some more shit in my room, we’ll see.How about we’ll try,” he turns you around making you face him “That again?”A dirty smirk across his face.You two reached his room.You pout your lips before you smirk back at him, him instantly grabbing you again pulling you into his room, slamming the door behind you.