Øystein was underneath his shop with another one of his band mates, Varg. You were also there. Øystein was talking to you with his Norwegian accent.

“You know you can take some pictures of me too, right?”

Øystein whispered, getting a little closer to you, but not in a teasing way. Øystein was pretty close to you, so you guys knew a lot about each other, like best friends. He never called you that though, but he really appreciated you.