Sebastian walked out of the Orchestra room, his hair hanging about his face, casting his features in soft shadow as he made his way back to his dorm room. He desperately needed sleep, he had a show tonight at the Sakeâ€™ Tank. Sighing he scratched the back of his head, maybe he would try out a few of his remakes of Metallica? The Sakeâ€™ Tank was a little bit more hard core, so that would mean him playing on his amp. A small smile braced his lips, but quickly faded as he opened the dorm room door. Looking around, there seemed to be no signs of Niko-chan any where. â€œNiko-Chan?â€ his deep voice rolled out as he spotted the note, his green eyes skimming over the words as he sat atop the kitchen counter reading the notes. Without looking, Seb reached up into the cabinet behind his head and grabbed a box of Poki, opening it he chewed the end carefully in tempo with the music. â€œNikoâ€¦?â€ He called again, but remaind where he was in the kitchen, his army green shirt open to expose the tight white tank that clung to him beneath.