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located in New York City, a part of Lost Memories, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Scarfs? Check. Medicine? Check. Special supply of chocolate heaven? Double check. If it wasn't for the amazing invention of checklist poor Sebastian would be completely lost. He'd gone over everything at least twice over in the last hour, making sure not a single item was being left behind. He was so forgetful sometimes, he had to go back and look over everything again. All of his personal belongings had been packed by hired help and now they were all ready to be transported to his new dorm. After being out of it for an entire year he needed time to bounce back before he went off to college. It may have been a year late, but it wasn't like he had any control over his near-death experience. There were some memories doctors said he would never get back, and others would take time to remember. He didn't try to dwell on the matter much because doing so always proved to be a physically painful experience. His parents had almost completely convinced him that they told him everything that mattered anyway. They did have more than enough pictures as proof, though they excluded people his parents would rather her never knew existed. So, he was off to higher learning. Always the diligent student, he was actually pretty excited about it—save for the fact that his annoying "fiance" was also attending the same university. His parents insisted it would help the two grow closer, and quite frankly, the thought took the taste out of his mouth. He wasn't opposed to falling in love, he definitely wanted to, but the whole arranged marriage ordeal was dreadful for him. In this day and age he wanted to be with someone of his own choosing, not someone his parents deemed appropriate. He had no intentions on marrying Alicia, but his parents constantly pushed the girl at him nonetheless.

"Call us as soon as you get settled in. Remember to take your medicine, oh, and please be nice to Alicia."
Mrs. Lee spoke to her son like he was still five years old, but Sebastian didn't do anything but chuckle and give her a parting hug. He remembered better than anyone when to take his medication, lest he want to be plagued by those nasty headaches again. As for Alicia, he didn't like her, but it wasn't in his nature to treat anyone less than nice. "I'll visit soon." He smiled, and with that, was off to the airport. A little over two hours later he was in New York City traveling by limousine—his parents wouldn't have him travel in anything less—a folder in hand. It contained everything he needed, including the key to his dormitory. He scanned over the campus map knowing well it was going to take some time to memorize everything's location. It was a fairly large college with more than 30,000 students. It was a little intimidating, especially since he's already shy by nature. Upon arriving on campus Sebastian's eyes were practically glued to the window. He gawked at the different buildings as they passed by, the diverse student body, and overall grandeur of the school. "I think I'll like it here." He spoke hopefully, suddenly noticing the car had stopped. Here came the embarrassing part, getting weird looks from people when he stepped out of the limo. He would have much rather preferred to drive himself, but his parents insisted he didn't need to. He pulled the checkered scarf around his neck up higher, covering the lower half of his face. "Young master, the movers have transported most of your belongings already, would you like help with the remains?" The driver was referring to the one rolling suitcase Sebastian bought with him. "Uh, no I can handle this on my own, thank you." He waved as he made his way to his new place of residence.

The room was on the fourth floor and it was easy to spot where his room was because all of the boxes were neatly stacked outside the door. He sighed with relief once he exited the stairwell. That place was a death trap and proved to be a challenge for Sebastian. He tripped on almost every stair and was certain he'd find a way to knock himself out if he wasn't careful. "Thank goodness." He ran a hand through his auburn hair and huffed, standing in front of the door. He blinked, not making any move to open the door just yet. 'What will my roommate be like? I hope he's nice.' He felt himself growing shyer as he stood there and decided it'd be best to just dive in head first. He didn't mean that literally, but as soon as he unlocked the door and took a step inside, his foot tripped over nothing—as usual—and he found himself tumbling into the space before him. "Ow ow ow." If he was trying to make a good first impression, poor Sebastian was already off to a rough start.