Vinyl comes home from a gig to find Octavia passed out on the couch covered in sheet music. This has become a common sight for Vinyl, and she decides to do something about it.
After a series of failed concerts where barely anyone bothered to show up, Octavia feels like creating music is meaningless. She is soon corrected by a mysterious letter from a fan.
Okay, so I accidently forgot to upload a whole other chapter and left out a bunch of stuff when uploading the Cellist Next Door. My bad...ehehe.... Well anyways, I'll fix that up and have it re-uploaded by tomorrow afternoon...maybe....
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Cool, I've slowed down lately in putting out stories and updates. But I'll have something out soon enough.
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I've actually had my eye on your work for a while now. Dont know why I didnt follow u before.
Thanks for the Follow! May I ask why?
Hello GoodVibes hoping to see a good fic from you!
Thank you for adding my work to your favourites! I'm glad you enjoyed it.