A knock at his room's door startled Brendon into waking up. He groaned slightly before he realized where he was. That's right. Last night wasn't just a terrible dream. Great.

He called out to the figure who was waiting, "Uh, you can come in ya know," still a little unsure of how to interact with Pete and Patrick.

After announcing that he was gay to his family, being surrounded by admittedly cute guys, had not helped his mentality. At all. Get it together, Brendon. He snorted at his own thoughts. You are not here to find potential boyfriends. As much as you'd like to, he added as an afterthought.

The figure walked in, and smiled brightly at him. He opened the blinds over the nearby window to let in waves of light, which were very unexpected. Brendon simply grumbled and pulled his sheet over his head, to block out the sun and the man standing in front of him.

The blond simply laughed at his attempt, and dragged the teen out of bed, chattering about all sorts of things.

When Pete took a breath after going on about how apparently girls thought guys couldn't truly function without their help, Brendon snuck out under his arm. Ignoring the noise of discontent the other let out, he left the older male behind him.

He had been curious about where he was ever since he had gotten here, so he decided to wander around the house. His ears perked up at the sound of music through a door. He put his ear closer to hear the careful strums of a guitar and the determined strikes of the drums. The brown haired teen simply sighed in content at the obvious talent of the people playing.

They're good. Really good. He grinned in excitement. I might actually enjoy myself here, if there are musicians!

Brendon's stomach rumbled suddenly. He stared at the door he had been leaning against. Shit. I hope they didn't hear that. To his relief, the people had already continued in their playing, filling the past silence with beautiful sounding music.

Almost unconsciously, the brunet started to sway to the soft beat of the song. He soon lost himself in the sounds being played, and he gently closed his eyes. He felt, in that moment, completely at peace. He wasn't thinking about what his parents had said to him, or even about what type of future he'll have. His mind was clear, in those few blessed seconds, before he was interrupted by an amused cough.

Brendon slightly glared up at the man, before he focused on him. "Yes?" He asked, annoyed at the disturbance of his relaxtion time.

The guy with an afro laughed at the disgruntled teen before saying, "You must be the new person. Patrick said you were tiny and adorable. Brendon, right? I'm Joe. Nice to meet you!"

Joe reached out a hand towards Brendon.

He nodded, blushed at what he said Patrick had told him, Adorable, really? and decided to shake the other's hand. He was actually kind of cool, with his hair and everything.

Brendon glanced away when he realized that he was staring a little two hard at the other. Way to act creepy to one of the few decent people you've met, he scolded himself before rubbing his arms.

He shivered a little at the cold, and took in his state of dress with a frown. He forgot that he had fallen asleep in yesterday's outfit, so he was wearing shorts with a thin t-shirt in maybe seventy degrees. I'm so smart, huh?

Joe rolled his eyes at Brendon before grabbing his arm. "C'mon then, since you're cold, you might as well eat something to warm up. Everyone else should be in the kitchen by now anyways."

Before he started to walk away, he quickly turned back and knocked at the door the music had been playing through.

"Yo, Andy! Patrick! Get your butts outta there. We're gonna get some breakfast started."

The teen felt shocked at his words at first. That was Patrick? Wow. He's really good! Brendon slightly blushed at the thought of the fedora-wearing man.

The afroed male left after his announcement, leaving the younger brunet to follow, not wanting to get lost. The two could soon hear hurried footsteps behind them, causing them to laugh.

Tears started to form at the corners of Brendon's eyes when he saw the two men panting for air. He and Joe cracked up even more and ignored the others, despite their asking for help.

Andy and Patrick cursed out Joe before sighing and continued their walking.

"The food better be worth it, huh?" The shirtless drummer nudged the strawberry blond beside him.

"Oh definitely," the singer replied.

When the group reached the kitchen, Brendon was met with a rather disgruntled Pete who chewed him out, much to the amusement of everyone else for ditching him. The teen tried to defend himself, but gave up after a while. He instead turned curiously to the others.