[center][b][color=#07effe]Caleb Caverly[/color][/b][/center]
[center]Outfit: [hider]http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=218989607[/hider][/center]
[center]Interacting with: Shawn Sinclair [@MechonRaptor][/center]

"Wa- gem of the community. We won't let all of this be put aside. The Ramirez family will rest easy knowing that whatever happened to their daughter wi-." The sound of Kevin Garish was suddenly drowned out by the sound of a grand piano beginning a complex and quite gorgeous rendition of How Great Thou Art/Amazing Grace, and while some households would be a bit perturbed to hear a grand piano being played at such an early time, in the Caverly home such a sound was a normal occurrence. Unfortunately for Caleb, the piano player this morning was a bit different as his father, Roger Caverly was trying to get prepared for a funeral service. 

"Caleb!! CAN YOU STOP PLAYING FOR EVEN A FEW SECONDS!?" Having jumped at the words, Caleb's music stopped abruptly and he slowly looked up to see his fathers condescending head shaking and a disgusted look on his face. With his face burning Caleb left the piano and sulking, walked to the kitchen. He rolled his eyes when he saw that everyone had already eaten and of course nothing was left for him. He took out a box of cereal and poured it into a bowl before sighing to himself and rested his forehead into his palms. It was things like this that had made him depressed, sure he had his music and photography but he would be lying to himself and anyone else if he said that he enjoyed the treatment he was receiving at home. Luckily, around this town he had plenty of friends. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Shawn.

[i][color=#07effe]"Hey man, you awake? Got anything planned for today?"[/color][/i]

He then placed his phone on the table beside him and munched on his cereal, hoping that anything could distract him from his mind.