You’re best friends with the main guitarist, Øystein, or, Euronymous, is what he goes by. You’re taking pictures of him, and he’s pointing a fake sword at the camera, his face blank but serious. As you take a picture, you smile a bit and set the camera down, letting it hang down your neck and chest. You guys stay silent for a split second, staring at each other until he walks up to you, grabs your face gently, and kissing you deeply.