Light beamed through the window of Octavias’ bedroom. As the light hits her face she sturs, then grownes.
“Oh, my head.” Octavia started. “What happen last night.”
Before she had time to think about last night a knock came from her door.
“Come in,” Octavia said.
“Good morning Lady Octavia.” Octavias’ servant started. “Don't feel too good after last.”
“Ya, my head really hurts,” Octavia replied
“It’s called a hangover, here take these.” the servant said handing her some pills. “It was nice of that blue haired woman to bring you home since you were passed out.”
“Blue-haired woman, OH Vinyl scratch. Ya, I met her the club Lyra took me to.” Octavia said.
“Right, about that, your parents would like to speak to you about that. I would hurry up and get dressed, best to not keep them waiting.” the servant finished.
“O ok, thanks for letting me know Spectrum,” Octavia said
“It’s what I am hear for my lady.” Spectrum replied.
Spectrum left the room. Octavia quickly got dressed and ran downstairs to her parents. She walked into the family room where she saw her parents talking
“Mom, dad you wanted to see me,” Octavia said.
“Yes Darling, we wanted to talk to you about last night.” Octavias’ father, Blaze said.
“What were you thinking, going out to a nightclub!” Octavias’ mother, Crystal shouted.
“Now Crystal we said I was going to do the talking,” Blazed told Crystal.
Crystal sighed and sat down.
“Wait how did you know I went to a nightclub,” Octavia asked.
“You came home passed drunk and carried by a DJ with blue hair. It’s either that or is there something else you need to tell us.” Blaze answers.
“No, dad.” Octavia replied. “Am I in trouble.
Octavia's mom was about to stand up and say something, but Octavias’ dad answered before she could say anything.
“No your not. Just tell next time you're going to be out late. And try not to come home passed out again. Now go, me and your mother need to talk.”
“I will have a good day mom have a good day dad,” Octavia said then ran off back to her room.
“Why did you not give her a punishment,” Crystal asked.
“She is a 21-year-old woman dear we can keep treating her like a child,” Blaze answered.
Crystal gave her husband an angry glare.
“Whatever, let's go we have to start getting everything ready.” Crystal ended.