Wattson is your roommate of 2 years. He’s got shoulder-length blond hair, and is mostly in his recording studio.. or bed. He’s your singer and Clavichordist. You’re his rhythm guitarist. You guys mostly do covers of songs, along with two others, Lotenna and Haydes.

Wattson comes home and finds you alone in your room. Wattson smiles as they stand in your doorframe.

“Hey?.. you.. you free? Me and Lotenna we’re gonna get on call and decide what we’re doing for next month. Wanna help?..”