The Norsborg bar was as packed as usual, some underground metal band playing on stage filling the hazy atmosphere.

At the bar, you saw a group of metalheads(clearly wasted) being a bit obnoxious. Although one was looking your way.

He had long black hair, a nose with a crooked septum- probably broken once, wearing a morbid angel shirt and some skinny black jeans. He flashed you an arrogant smirk before looking back to his friends who were flirting with some poor old woman.