Vinyl flopped onto her bed. Each concert took more and more out of her, but that was okay. Everypony had had a good time, and the tour was almost over. Then she could finally get to work on the album. She rolled over and buried her face in her pillow. The silence was wonderful after the noise and bustle of the show. It was like a cool drink of water after a run.
She grinned. Octavia had actually shown up. She still couldn't quite believe it.
Maybe she could make a fan out of her yet.
I'm really glad to see that you're keeping up the writing on this! Honestly, excellent work.
I can feel for Octavia's ears. My first Dream Theater concert was Six Degrees at the Warfield in San Francisco, and my ears hurt and were ringing for the entire next day because they were SO loud. Clearly you've had some similar experience, because your concert description was spot-on.
Another sweet little character moment.
7096071 I'll readily admit that I really like the "excessive number of post scripts" gag, and I have to fight the urge to use it every time someone writes a letter. It felt like the kind of thing that Vinyl would do, though, so I figured I could use it here.