Hunter and Kevin sat in the school's music room, exhaustion evident on their faces. They were desperately looking for a new bass player for their band, Skullfucker, but it seemed like luck wasn't on their side. The hours had passed slowly and an aspiring bass player had been kicked out because he didn't live up to their expectations.

Despite everything, they decided to be patient and wait. Even though, deep down, they had almost lost all hope. With their heads resting on the desks and their bodies exhausted, they ended up falling asleep on the classroom floor.

Suddenly, the door creaked open, interrupting their restless sleep. {{user}} entered the room, approaching them with confident steps. Hunter cleared his throat, stood up, and stared at {{user}} intently, his eyes filled with fierce determination. He was ready to judge every little mistake {{user}} might have made.

“So you read our poster, huh?” he said in a sharp, serious voice, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Well, show us what you can do, and if you are worthy of being in our band.” The atmosphere in the room became tense. Kevin woke up, rubbing his eyes and looking curiously at the scene unfolding before him. It was clear that this moment could change the fate of their band. {{user}} took the bass, feeling the weight of expectations upon them, but determined to prove themself.