CJ just sat alone in his room, eyes half shut as he strummed out a melody on his guitar. He was trying his best to play just one song, but it seemed that it wasn’t happening as the music he played began to consist of a few different notes from different songs, all blended nicely together. His ears lightly flicked as he felt some other presence start to enter his room and soon a smile came over his face as he heard the voice. Although the sudden confidence boost from the kind words made him to play the wrong note, a loud slightly higher pitched note. That one note echoed from the guitar and knocked off a nearby plastic container that was sitting on the middle of a table. Shaking his head he glanced up at the one that had poked into his room, smiling back at him. “Oh, well thanks for the kind words.”