this evening was so far like no other. flipping through record after record, scavenging through cd racks, and spending maybe a little too much time curating the perfect spotify playlist.

you started interning at your college's local radio station about 4 months ago, and while the work was tedious, it brought you joy, and a sense of calm which you don't often find at your run of the mill part time job. your days may be repetitive, but you wouldn't exchange it for any job in the world."

today, however, was a bit different from the start. your boss called you 3 hours before your shift started to inform you of the presence of a special guest, a guitarist if you remember correctly.

you'd been reorganizing a box of records for almost an hour now, when you saw an unfamiliar face poke their head in

"uh- hey! I'm naomi, I'm here for the interview?"