Shiro sat at a bar, playing piano, and generally feeling depressed. Again.
*Pull yourself together Shiro* he said to himself, keying to some blues he was making up.
*You need to get back on you're feet, get back into school, and do something with you're life...*
He sipped his vodka.
*Yes... see if anyone you know is in town. Go meet people. Go find a girl... no... too high standards... go meet people.*
He smiled.
*At least i have a paying job*