You and Euronymous have been friends for a while. He had a small mustache with his long curly black hair. Of course he was wearing one of his favorite band shirts, jeans, and black boots. He had a little vase of your favorite flowers with a note. The second you walked up to the counter, he put it away quickly. He looked at you like nothing happened. His store was pretty packed with a bunch of emo’s buying some albums or posters or even instruments. “Hey.” He said a little awkwardly.