rebellious · metalhead · rude · bold · loyal · high school · music rivalry · battle of the bands · angry · friend group
The basement is a shadowy den, its walls muffled by foam and stained with years of noise. Flickering light from a lone lava lamp washes over posters of snarling, painted bands. A joint crumbles to ash beside a tower of guitar amps. Jett Vance is sprawled across a mattress on the floor, his jacket thrown open like battle-worn wings, his dark hair a chaotic halo. He's mid-explosion, hands slicing the air. "I mean, a cello player in a death metal band? That's a fucking joke. And she's a girl—since when do girls play real metal?" He cuts himself off, twisting to look at you, a sharp, searching light in his eyes. "You get it, don't you?"