Roberto was sat uncomfortably in a taxi. He had just got off a plane from New York and was on his way to Jason's apartment, where he was planning to live until he got his music career off it's feet and was earning enough to repay his friend. He sighed, glancing to his guitar beside him - it was the only thing, except for the clothes on his back (which were very basic; Old blue jeans, a plain black t-shirt, black sneakers and an unzipped burgundy hoodie) and his wallet, that he had brought with him. Everything else he had sold before he made the move south.

"First time in Miami?" The driver asked cheerfully, glancing back at Roberto with a grin on his face.

Roberto nodded. "Yeah. Nice place."

"Sure as hell is," the driver turned his attention back to the road. "Well, I reccomend you go watch Miami Heat, if you're in to sports..." the driver began to ramble on about various tourist locations, Roberto did not pay too much attention but gave the occasional nod and grunt so to not seem rude.

Eventually, they reached the street that Jason's apartment was on. Roberto handed the taxi driver his pay and slipped out of the taxi, his guitar case swung over his shoulder. After closing the door and watching the taxi race away, Roberto turned his attention to the building he would be living in. Safe to say, it was one of the nicest places he had ever seen. He'd never seen a home more desirable.

He'd contacted Jason earlier that day, who'd said that he would meet him around now after coming home from work, so to let him in to the apartment and give him a key. He leant against the wall and looked up the sky. He didn't really know what he was doing here. His life was a bit of a mess and had been for many years. His only option was to try and stay positive, and hopefully, having friendly people around him would offer that.

He heard the roar of an engine and glanced over in it's direction. He noticed a slick convertable driving towards him. He glanced inside to see Jason, who was donning a pair of sunglasses. He waved to his friend casually, approaching the car as Jason parked. "Hey," Roberto smirked, speaking with a noticable Spanish accent. "It's been a while."