Octavia looked at her champenge glass and sighed before putting it on the bar.
"You look like a woman ready to kill." Someone said behind her.
"What's it to you?" Octavia asked the person.
The guy sat beside her and smiled timidly.
"Well when I see a beautiful young woman like yourself sitting at a bar by yourself, I know something is wrong." The guy replied.
"Your point is?" Octavia asked coldly.
"My point is that whoever hurt you deserves to get hit." He replied.
She chuckled to herself before she actually looked at him and she stopped.
"Neon…" Octavia whispered as she looked at Vinyl Scratch's friend. "I though you and Vinyl had a piece of music to work on."
"I waited thirty minutes after our agreed time and she never showed." Neon replied as he took off his glasses. "I had stepped outside and I saw you run by so I thought I'd go check up on you."
"Thanks Neon, I apologize about Vinyl not showing up." Octavia told him.
"It's not your fault Octavia, if she can't keep her life in order then so be it." Neon replied as the bartender walked over and Neon order them both another drink.
"Not everyone is as stoic as you Neon." Octavia replied.
"Well I haven't heard Vinyl speak a single word whenever we've worked together." Neon pointed out.
"Point taken, but you know what I mean." Octavia told him.
"Yeah, I know I know." Neon huffed. "Thanks to you, I'll give her another chance."
"I appriceate it Neon." Octavia replied with a slight smile.
"Now, what has you troubled little songbird?" Neon asked her as the bartender returned with the drinks.
"Believe it or not I got stood up…again." Octavia huffed.
"Who was the douche this time?" Neon asked her directly.
"Not everyone in the orchestra is a douche Neon." Octavia retorted.
"You're the only one that I can think of that isn't in any way a douche." Neon replied.
"Is that supposed to be a compliment?" Octavia asked him.
"Nah, I'm curious about something though." Neon replied.
"Oh, and what might that be?" Octavia asked him.
"What is a beautiful young woman like yourself doing keeping yourself to dating almost every douche in doucheville not giving someone worthy of your time a chance?" Neon asked her.
Octavia felt herself blush before downing her drink and hiccupping slightly.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Octavia replied.
"Not to sound creepy or anything but each time I see you go on a date you go home in a worse condition." Neon replied.
"By saying that you aren't trying to be creepy make it creepy." Octavia replied.
"Sorry about that then, what I meant is that Vinyl writes what happens down each time before we start working." Neon replied.
"So you ask about me?" Octavia asked him.
Neon sighed before smiling slightly. "Yeah, so what if I do? A friend of Vinyl's is a friend of mine."
"That's sweet of you." Octavia replied as she looked at her watch. "Dear god it's gotten pretty late, I should get home."
"I could take you back." Neon told her.
Octavia thought for a second before nodding. "That would be nice, my feet still hurt from walking all the way over here."
Neon smiled again as he pulled out his wallet and Octavia stopped him.
"What are you doing?" Octavia asked him.
"It's not often a beautiful young woman allows me to buy a drink for her, and I swore that if it ever happens that I'd pay for the bill." Neon replied as he put some money on the bar.
Octavia smiled again before she followed him out of the bar to where his motorcycle was waiting.
"I didn't know you rode a motorcycle." Octavia replied.
"We haven't talked much and whenever we are usually around each other I'm working on music." Neon replied as he handed her a helmet.
Octavia quickly slipped it on before she slid on to the motorcycle behind Neon.
When they got to the apartment building where Octavia shared a place with Vinyl Scratch Neon helped her off. Together they walked into the building and went up to her floor.
"You know you don't have to go all the way to my room." Octavia told him.
"I just want to make sure you get into your apartment completely unharmed." Neon replied.
"That's kind of you Neon, all of this so nice of you to do." She replied.
"You deserve it and much more, a lot more then what the guys you tried dating are either able or ever going to be willing to give you." Neon replied.
Octavia blushed before turning towards her door and fishing through her purse for her key. As she unlocked her door Neon cleared his throat causing her to stop momentarily.
"I was wondering, I'm going to be at the studio tomorrow working on a soundtrack." Neon told her.
"Yes?" Octavia asked him.
"I was wondering if you would like to stop by and maybe listen to what I've been working on." Neon told her.
Octavia felt her breath get caught in her throat and took a deep breath before responding.
"A-as a date?" She asked him, a little shocked at herself with how quiet her voice was.
"Wh-what, um…yeah I was thinking maybe we could go to a little family owned restaurant afterwards, if you'd like." Neon replied.
Octavia turned around and looked Neon straight in the eyes as he pushed his glasses up out of his eyes. She studied his face as she noticed as he was sweating a little and she smiled.
"Yeah, I think it would be good to expand my idea of a date." Octavia told him softly.
"O-Okay, cool…um I could pick you up tomorrow and take you to the sound studio if you'd like." Neon replied.
"No, it's alright I know where it is, I'll meet you there." Octavia told him.
He nodded as she walked into her and let himself relax slightly before going back to the elevator. As he drove back to his place the events of the day played back through his head on repeat even after he fell asleep.