★Timelines: 1

★IDs

• Cis man (he/him)
• Bi
• Polyamorous

★Canonmates

• None found!
• Looking for Johnny and Nancy!

★General memories

• I was a huge Sex Pistols fan for quite awhile before I joined the band, that's how I met Johnny and the others. I had a huge crush on Johnny for awhile too. When he invited me to the bar I didn't know he was going to ask me to join, so I assumed it was some kind of date and I was SUPER nervous.
• Honestly yeah I sucked at bass playing, I still don't know why the whole band agreed to me joining. Johnny thought I was cute I guess.
• I was super dopey and smiley. If I wasn't falling asleep, high, or horny? I was probably happy and having a great time.
• Me and Johnny never called ourselves boyfriends, and we didn't say we loved each other often (I said it more than him) but we were definitely together. Everyone could tell, when they would talk about us they'd say "Johnny and Sid" like we were one person. He made me the happiest out of anyone, to be honest.
• I was a super cuddly guy and really into PDA. I have a specific memory of eating with Johnny in like, a hallway or something? A small room? Idk, but our backs were against the wall and we were facing each other, not really saying anything just eating, and our legs were tangled together.
• I'd been doing smack since I don't know how old. Pretty young. I don't remember my dad at all but my mom was a heavy user my whole life, she's the one who got me started. She used to give me little bags of it for my birthday. It freaked the hell out of Johnny, he never used hard drugs, but I always talked him out of worrying too much.
• I interacted with the crowd the most at live shows, like I'd yell at them or run out and mosh with them, anything really. Sometimes they'd had to pull me back up on stage to finish the show.
• Me and Johnny had an open relationship, that's how I first hooked up with Nancy. She was definitely a groupie at the time and tried to flirt with Johnny but he found her repulsive. I was the only junkie he put up with. Even though Johnny was obviously healthier for me and made me way happier, something about Nancy was like. Addictive. I was completely obsessed with her, if I wasn't bringing her to practice I was talking about her the whole time. Johnny was sick of it right from the start and that's what really drove us apart.
• Me and Nancy weren't healthy at all. We were 100% in love (though I think Johnny was the real love of my life) but we just encouraged each other to spiral more and more. We did smack together constantly and fought a lot. We never hit each other though. After awhile we stopped having sex, we would just get high and lay close to each other, staring at nothing.
• When Johnny broke the band up we pretty much stopped talking. But I do have a vivid memory of about a month after the breakup, Nancy had kicked me out of our shared apartment, and I didn't have anywhere to go. I was just wearing my jacket and pants, no shirt. I wandered around town aimlessly for awhile, mostly until the high wore off, and ended up at Johnny's place. Maybe he was expecting someone else because he opened the door right away when I knocked, without even asking who it was, and sort of stood there stunned for a couple minutes before shuffling aside and letting me. I looked around for like five seconds before immediately passing out on his couch.
• Things like this would happen a few more times, me and Nancy would have a fight and I would seek shelter with Johnny. Sometimes we would sleep together, but mostly he would just make sure I got a good night's sleep and try to talk me out of going back to Nancy in the morning. We had a fight the last time we saw each other, shortly before Nancy's death. We didn't see each other again after that.
• I didn't stab Nancy. I was totally passed out on the bed when it happened. I'm not making claims on her real life death, but in my canon I'm inclined to believe she stabbed herself, since her hands and arms were bloody and the knife was right by her hand. I have a really clear memory of where her body was and how it was positioned.
• I intentionally overdosed a little less than a month later.