Helvete

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I headed over to Helvete right after work. I opened the door which had a bell on it, to see someone at the cash register. But it wasn't Oystien, he looked nice enough so I walked up to him," do you know where Oystien is," I asked him. A smile creeped on his face," you working here now? I wish I knew where he was he just walked off," he looked through the cash drawer. "Uh yeah," I looked at him strangely raising an eyebrow. He stepped out from the register and stood by me," well then if you want I could show you around," he looked through the glass window.

The guy walked around pointing out several different things, such as the record section, the new displays that hung in the window, the cool posters and such up front, "if you ever want to piss him off...., " he trailed off. He motioned me to follow him behind the counter and showed me a little fridge which he opened it tossing me a Coca-Cola and popped one open for himself, " he hates when people take his Coca-Cola, " he laughed a little because of all of the things in the store he didn't want stolen, the Coca-Cola was number one which was kinda absurd. "So what's your name, " he asked setting down the Coca-Cola. "Y/N, and you, " I chuckled a little. It's nice to talk to someone with similar interests outside of the band because I love them but to know there's other people like us is nice, " Bard Faust, but just call me Faust, " he smiled a little.

"He took another sip from his cola then put his hands around his mouth and yelled, " Oystien you fucking whore are you done fucking yourself yet, ". "Does he really do that, " I asked a little concerned. "No, I just do it because it gets his attention, " he smirked. Oystien came out of a dark corridor and death glared Faust, " you little bitch you stole my cola and you br-, " he stopped and realized that it was me. "Oh, hey, uhh sorry that took so long, Faust show you around?, " he asked. "Yep, " I grinned. "Hey um, our old friend Stella was wondering if you wouldn't mind promoting the band she's a producer for now's music, " I handed him the Satyricon cassette. "Ehh, let me give it a listen first, " he sighed. He climbed up on to his bunk and put some headphones on and less than a minute later came back down. "That's some good shit, " he tapped it with his finger.

Oystien decided to get in touch with Satyricon, particularly Satyr about selling some of their cassettes. As he was on call I remembered what Stella wanted me to do and I just can't ask him, I just can't do it. After the call ended Oystien was basically bouncing around, scribbling things down on paper, " their coming by tomorrow so we got to make sure this place looks good, " he looked up from his notepad with a smile. "Which reminds me, come with me, " he lead me down a dark corridor. We went down some steps and found ourselves in a basement with couches and such only lit by little candlelight, "this is the VIP area, and you are always welcome down here because you are VIP, " he grinned tapping my nose. I looked at a wall as it read 'black metal' I turned back to him, "you really are dedicated to this aren't you, " I said running a hand over the words on the wall. "Yeah, ".

In a way it was kind of alarming how devoted he was to this music but for the most part it was inspirational, " you know Euronymous you don't have to find a new singer, " I walked over to him and took one of his hands. "I don't, " he tilted his head to one side. "No you can be the singer, and if you want I could play guitar for you, " I leaned into him. I pressed my body slightly against his teasing him making him get red, "well that's a nice thought but I can't sing for the life of me, " he walked off. "I've heard you sing in the shower you are good, " I paused him by grabbing his wrists. He turned his face to me even more red then before and moved some of his hair, "well I'll think about it, " he flushed a very dark red then continued walking up the stairs. That was actually kind of cute..... what no it wasn't!

I went back up to the guys to see Faust putting records in alphabetical order, " you need some help, " I asked him. "Sure, " he smiled and moved to the side letting me grab a few records to sort. I looked over to Euro who was laying on his bed, top bunk, facing towards the window wrapped in a blanket. I must have really flattered him. I found out that Faust was part of a band, Emperor, and like my brother Hellhammer he was their drummer. He was over all a pretty chill guy, he just likes horror movies what can I say. "So when do you guys close, " I said peering up to the clock as it was already seven at night, " right about now actually, for now we just sleep here until we can get a place so don't worry about locking up the store, " he put the rest of the unsorted records aside. "Oh, well take care, see you tomorrow Faust, you too Oystien, " I waved them good bye as I saw Oystien shuffle around. Tomorrow I'm going to be in deep shit because I didn't ask him which means Stella is going to, and she's probably going to make a big scene. He might be just a tad bit cute but that's it, not whatever she's thinking. I looked to the picture of Pelle I have on the nightstand and picked it up, I'm going to draw him tonight, after all it's been a year since he died, it's the least I can do.

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