Sebastian woke up to the smell of food and stretched where he lay in bed, so early. Blinking his green eyes he got up and went to his desk to look at the latest piece he was practicing. His eyes scanned the notes, looking like birds perched on a telephone line as he picked the papers up to put them on the music stand. Yawning, he scratched himself in thought and picked Aqua up by the neck, and sat down with the instrument in between his legs. With a deep drawing breath, he pulled the bow up and across the rosin, its amber colored surface leaving a gripping residue on the horse hair bow. With a smile Seb closed his eyes before placing his fingers on the strings accordingly, then with a graceful motion pulling the bow across the strings as well. This was his routine, he always played in the morning to wake him up and practice.<br/><br/>Soon, the sounds of Bachâ€™s Cello Suite No.1 was rolling through his room and beneath the door. He could imagine the notes mingling around the common area before swirling in his new roommateâ€™s ear and out the other. The deep rolling notes calming Sebastian as he felt his fingers move, eyes still closed as he leaned against Aqua as he played. He had always been complimented about how well he played, but he never accepted the compliments, merely blowing them off by saying, â€œI am merely the vessel that the music flows throughâ€¦â€ then he would walk away leaving people talking about his skill, and how he had a way with words. Although Sebastian was openly gay, girls would swarm him when he went to public places to play, or even hover outside of the orchestra room when he decided to practice on the stage. It was rather troublesome. But, no matter, with each conflict of fan or foe, he would dodge by using his diplomatic speech skills, either getting the gaggling swarm of fans to fawn and speak amongst themselves before disappearing; or using his speech skills to make a foe seem like an idiot in front of a crowd of his fellow students.<br/><a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGQLXRTl3Z0">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGQLXRTl3Z0</a><br/><br/>But, at this moment in time, Sebastian flowed with the music, his heart the metronome that he followed with flawless confidence as his eyes stayed closed. The tempo picking up as his bow worked faster across the strings, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he finished. â€œAh, that was beautiful Aquaâ€¦â€ gently picking up the cello he laid her in the case to prepare for the day ahead. Picking up the scents of food, he was hungry, and so just in his boxers he walked out of his room; completely ignoring his new roommate, he felt guilty for doing so, but he wasnâ€™t good for much as he saw the amount of food being cooked. Apparently, the kid was taking his roommate to heart for breakfast. Smiling Seb walked into the bathroom, kicking off his boxers he jumped into the shower, and washed rather quickly as he was ready to start his day. Wrapping a towel about his waist he walked into the kitchen. He wasnâ€™t hungry for the magnificent meal that was being cooked, and felt guilty again, but instead reached past the maleâ€™s face and toward a cabinet where he snatched an instant cup of Beef Ramen, flashing the guy a soft smile. Then turning towards the sink he let the hot water runâ€¦