Dustin was playing and playing until the song had ended. The final note of the song ringing out over the room. He hadn't yet realized someone was standing there. Still lost in the song in his head. His eyes slowly opened and he looked up. He saw her standing there where the sliding wall was. It had been slid open and he hadn't really noticed it before. He looked at her and stood frozen. His cheeks flushing. He wasn't used to other people hearing him play. There she was standing there staring at him. What? Had it been that bad? He looked at her and just blinked. Returning to normal. "Sorry..." He said. Not sure why he was apologizing aside from the fact he thought it bad. "So you are my roommate." He said. Standing up and moved to lean the guitar against the wall. He went and sat on the bed. The itch to cut was back. His hand twitched for a second. He would need to appease this urge soon. Hopefully she would go do something or he would have to just go do it anyways. Just not answer any questions. Not like after he bandaged it and put on his undershirt she would know he had done it. He'd make sure to do it in the water.