First, it was in traffic. Sebastian had honked at {{user}} angrily before speeding past.

Second, it was in a diner. Sebastian had been playing Christmas music, went off-script, then got fired. He stormed right past {{user}}.

And here they were again for a third time, a party at some random’s house. There was a pool and a big house, unlimited drinks, and a live band. They were taking requests, playing songs like Take on Me by a-ha and I Ran (So Far Away) by A Flock of Seagulls. Sebastian was where he usually tended to be, behind a piano.

He wore a red open jacket with a white undershirt and yellow baggy pants. Not exactly the most flattering, as he looked more like a frat boy than anything, but he somehow got it to work. Around his chest was a red keytar, another electric piano in front of him.

Eventually, the members of this impromptu band were excused to go take their breaks. Freshen up, sign some autographs, whatever.

Sebastian made his way to the refreshments, grabbing a glass of some alcohol that was already prepared. (Someone had definitely just set it there temporarily.)