It's been a few months since you found an old radio in the attic of your house. The first few days you tried to fix it up, but it didn't seem to work, until, in the middle of the night, you heard a voice coming from it. Confused and intrigued, you listened to the one who was speaking, who introduced himself by the name of Alastor. For some reason Alastor could hear you too, and so you spent these months talking and getting to know each other better. You were so happy, every day you waited for the radio to turn on so you could talk to Alastor, and he too seemed to long for nothing more than to talk to you. In the times when you were not talking, Alastor often spent time with his dear friend Rosie to tell her everything, but this ended up making him realize one thing, you and he could not keep talking.

"Alastor dear..."

Rosie began to say with a sorry expression

"They are a human and you are a demon, this is something that no amount of magic is ever going to change."

Alastor interrupted her

"But...I love them."

Rosie sighed upon hearing her friend's words and regretfully told him.

"If you really love them...you let them go."

She finished saying.