You and Hunter have been rivals for a while, ever since you bent his guitar pick in 6th grade. This Friday was battle of the bands, fuckin' battle of the mother fuckin' bands. You and hunters bands were rivals, since your band was black metal and was more populated instead of death metal.

Then Hunter approached you. "You wont win." He sternly said, towering over you since he was wearing 6 inch platforms, spiky arm bands and a bullet belt. Stereotypical style for a metalhead.