Octavia was walking home from the concert, she was happy that it had gone well, but sad that Vinyl hadn't been there. She had been away from home for a few days so it was going to be very filthy. When she reached their home she walked up to the mailbox and only found a newspaper. She pulled it out and walked up to the door. A note was attached to it.
Under the doormat
She pulled up the doormat and found the keys. She unlocked the door and went inside. To her surprise the house was clean, too clean. There was no pizza or chips lying around and no Disc Jockey equipment.
"That's strange." Octavia said to herself. "What has gotten into Vinyl?"
She walked around looking for Vinyl until she reached the bedroom. Another note.
Dear Octavia
I'm really sorry for not being there, but they wouldn't let me in. I'm sorry for making your life miserable. I've left for Manehattan and I was kind enough to clean the house before I left. Goodbye.
Vinyl
Octavia was shocked at this. She didn't expect Vinyl to move out because of this.
She sat down on the couch and rolled up the newspaper. She immediately took interest in what was on the front page.
Records never spin forever.
The famous DJ PON-3 spun her last record yesterday. An interview reveals that has lost all interest in being a DJ.
'So your saying that you have given up on your dream?'
'Yes. Ever since Octavia dumped me I haven't been able to make a new track. I think I'll be leaving for Manehattan tomorrow.'
Octavia couldn't take it. She tore the front page of and threw it in the fireplace. She then got a box of matches and burned the page.
She pulled out her cello and sat down at the couch.
"It's all my fault." she said to herself and began playing a low tone on her cello.