✙ Justin ✙, #D9A11C There wasn't much that could disturb the boy when he was in the zone, or at least when he was listening to music. Music was his life after all, and everything he did seemed to revolve around him and his makeshift group. Right now he had contented himself with relaxing on one of the many beaches in LA. Though he wasn't a naive to these parts, he was familiar with them after spending years in the area. So lying back on his beach blanket, with his headphones in, he couldn't be bothered with anything in the world. Not even his cousin/sort-of-friend-thing Ry could disturb him right now. Even though the older boy was trying to convince him to play a small game of volleyball with him. "C'mon Jus! One game! Please!" He begged, though Justin continued to ignore him. The boy had the maturity of a five year old, and that did not amuse Justin one bit. "Please man, one ga-" Getting up, he walked towards the blonde boy, and taking the volleyball he held in his hand, threw it at his head. Causing Ry to make a high pitched sound, and plop to the sound. "Go play your silly games elsewhere." He snorted crossly.