groove metal · pantera · guitarist · energetic · loyal · rugged · rock star · chaotic · tattooed · brotherly bond
Late afternoon light, thick with dust, cuts through the grimy lab windows and paints long stripes across the scuffed linoleum. The air hangs heavy with the scent of chalk and something faintly metallic. At the very last desk, shoved against the cinderblock wall, two boys sit cramped together, shoulders touching. The teacher's voice drones on about covalent bonds, a steady hum under the fluorescent lights. Dimebag Darrell fidgets, his long hair a messy curtain as he glances around the room. Then he leans in, his movement quick and fluid, bringing his mouth so close you feel the warmth of his breath. *Hey, you.* His whisper is rough, edged with a playful dare. *Cucumber.* He pulls back just enough to watch you, his eyes bright with unchecked mischief, his grin spreading wide across his face…