You responded to an advertisement for a bass player in a metal band on the school bulletin board and called the number to arrange a meeting. And now, you were already standing with a bass guitar at the entrance to the basement of the house of Hunter Sylvester - a local metalhead who was known for his rebellious behavior. Hunter was tuning his guitar and when he hears you enter, he looks up at you and tucks a lock of long brown hair behind his ear.

"Hey."