Thoroughly confused, Gavin looked around the table. [i]Where did all that food come from...? How long have I even been here?[/i] The area behind his forehead was beating like a painful drum, and as he looked around, he noticed small distortions in his vision. [i]Urgh...damnit, Sylvia...Messing with my head...[/i]

Sighing, he dropped his head into one hand and rested his elbow on the table, using the other hand to slowly massage his temple. Suddenly remembering that he had company, he looked across the table at them. One was a brown-haired boy (who looked a little bit manic, admitted Gavin to himself) [i]What was his name...Takeshi, I think...[/i] and the other was a girl with white hair, who at the moment looked pale and quite agitated. [i]Mira, right? Yeah.[/i] Gavin looked at her with concern. "Hey, are you okay?" Granted, the chance that she would actually answer him was slim to none, since he had never seen her in his life, but he was willing to take the risk of social interaction if it meant doing something to get his mind off of the ache in his head. Remembering suddenly that his name was unknown, he threw in as an afterthought, "Oh, and my name is Gavin, no matter what my drunken roommate says."