Drew clapped as Arsenal finished their last song at their concert in the Bourbon. Drew and his band had opened for them and before going on Drew witnissed his girlfriend coming out of Stacee Jaxx's dressing room after they'd slept together. In rage, Drew planned to march backstage to Stacee's dressing room and confront him. He waited a little then made his move. The doors were opened by none other than the rockstar himself. Stacee was shirtless wearing only black leather pants and boots. His long raven hair flowed down to his shoulders. His pale muscular body was branded with numerous tattoos.
"What?" was Stacee's simple answer.
"Don't tell me what" Drew began , "before I opened for your band I saw you come out of this room with my girlfriend, Sherrie after you two slept together".
"Listen pal, I didn't sleep with your girlfriend she was simply giving me brandy from my limo" Stacee replied.
"You're lying!" Drew shouted as he entered the dressing room and closed the door, "I distinctly saw you two"
"I think I know who I've slept with, kid" The rockstar said angrily.
"I CAN'T BELIVE YOU!" replied Drew, "you think that just because you're a fucking rockstar you can go around sleeping with..."
Drew's protest was cut-off by Stacee's lips upon his.
"What the fuck, dude?" Drew asked shocked.
"No one talks to Stacee Jaxx like that" the angry rockstar responded.
Before Drew knew what was happening Stacee had crept behind him and held his wrists together with one hand and covered his mouth with the other. He then pulled out some rope, a ball gag and a bandana from a suitcase in his dressing room. Drew was then bound, gagged and blindfolded. Unable to see, Drew assumed Stacee was carrying him out of the Bourbon . Next he was lead into Stacee's limo. The limo finally stopped a moment later and he was lead into another building. After a few minutes of someone retying him to a post and adding more ropes around his torso and legs.