Fifth floor common room - early Monday morning

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Not wanting to disturb his always jittery sleeping roommate, Demyx headed out to the common room with his sitar in hand. He didn't expect company, but he wouldn't turn it away either.

He needed to get out more, and he knew it, but his mun is struggling with her work schedule he couldn't help still being shy around people. The one thing Demyx didn't feel shy about was his music, and he let himself get lost in the melodies his fingers plucked from the strings, filling the common room with a lonely, melancholy song.