Dream On: Vinyl and Tavi's Private Weblog

by Koiyuki

Octavia, on Meeting the Woman who Found her iPlayer

So I'm supposed to write about myself, am I? Can't say it's part of my everyday routine to introspect in this manner, and definitely not in such an open forum. To be perfectly honest, I thought I'd be writing about brekkies, cello practice and industry networking, not about things like how we first met. After seeing that bit about what went into you returning my iPlayer, however, I thought I'd do you the kindness of revealing more about how I felt then. After all, it represents a rather pivotal point in our friendship, wouldn't you say, Vi?

At any rate, I grew up in a state of affluence, never having to worry about the essentials, but never getting to spend much time with my family(recently, I've even heard of it referred to a Affluenza, whatever that means). With a business tycoon as my father and an art dealer for a mother, I often found my time being shared more with the help than it was with them, Why, my earliest memories were of how the maids taught me how to dress myself, and the chef showed me how to prep bacon, hash browns, and chocolate chip pancakes for my mother on her birthday (her favorite dish, by the way!).

That isn't to say they didn't try to be parents, though. They left me notes and such for me about the house before they left to manage their affairs, and did what they could to make me feel happy and loved. That iPlayer was a prime example of how much they thought of me, and remains one of the most meaningful gifts I've gotten from them. As you noted, there were many photos and such on it, and I was able to pack so much on it because my father got it for me many months before it was to be released. He saw how much I lusted after it when the first ads dropped, so, according to the maids I asked about it later, he used his connections to finagle one straight from the company in time for my birthday.

In time, it did grow into my everything machine the more I fiddled around with it, and I was gutted when it slipped out of my bag that day in the park. Although I was able to replace it with the money I saved away, it just wasn't the same, and I was growing more comfortable-if not heartbroken with the idea of never seeing it again. Really, I imagine many others would feel the way you did about stumbling upon such an advanced and highly desirable device. Considering all that, I was astonished to get that message saying you were actually going to return it to me, and when it struck me that people as considerate yourself existed on this world, I went right my father's home office and thanked him for his thoughtful acts. The smile on his face stayed with me as I got ready to meet you at that library.

I must confess, I was exceptionally nervous about what I wanted to say to someone like you, and the first time I saw you, I was unsure of what to think. Even now, I'm used to seeing cobalt and cyan places other than in someone's hair, not to mention the lack of tact I saw in your messages(along with the lack of proper grammar.). Regardless, though, I knew I wanted to repay your kindness somehow, and since I no longer had use for my replacement iPlayer, letting you have it seemed the suitable course of action at the time, even if you had refused my offer of friendship. Naturally, though, I was, and still am glad you accepted, and wish I could have been there to see the look on your face when got it(a look I hope to see again someday, Vi!)

Author's Note:

Next time, Vinyl talks about the depths some student go to in order to keep their grades high. What price does Vinyl set to crank out top shelf papers? How does this involve her new friend? How do they keep this secret? Tune in next time, and find out!

Comments

[Chaos-Sonata]

I love this idea, I can't wait for more!