Alistair looked up as someone spoke. His bright blue eyes searching the man's face. The violent feeling of unease welled up in Alistair's stomach as the scars and marks on his body from the abuse he had suffered began to burn. The memories of rough hands around his throat coated his mind and caused him stop playing. He stood up and looked at the man that had begun singing to the song he had been playing. His bright blue eyes became dull and his face turned from a smile to a tight lipped face of stone. A man was standing in the doorway In room in which he was alone. Alistair's mind filled in with reckless fear about what could happen.

 "Fuck off" he said with a growl before shouldering past the man into the hallway. He walked quickly away and held his breath as he walked. His face impassive and almost angry he walked into his room once more. He didn't need to deal with those memories once more. He looked at the phone he had purchased a few weeks earlier. He looked it over and found the sheet music he had downloaded off the net. He gave a short quick smile, his body calming down. 

He walked out of his room and decided to go and make some money. He looked around and felt as though he needed someone pretty to help him make some cash. He looked for the announcement booth and pushed the door open, finding the PA system still on. He stepped up to the mic and put on the best radio host voice he could muster.

"Any female residents or guests that can sing and want to make some pocket money, could you please make your way to the front door and speak to Mr Alistair Knight. Thank you and have a pleasant day"

He gave a short laugh and walked to front door, waiting for any responders.