Last time we left off, our host kept listening. This time, his co-host wakes up, he sticks it out, and his co-host comes onto him, as it were.
Late Night Final, chapter Two:
Five Minutes of Simon Swearing
My playlist ends, and there's a knock at the door. "Simon?" The same voice that had been in my ear only hours before.
"Yeah. What's happening, Blue?" I respond. She enters. I'd never admit this to her, but she looks really good. Tangled brown hair, wearing only a black t-shirt that comes down to her knees, glasses. fuck. Fuck. "What was the last Discworld you finished on air?" Blue asks. I tell her it was Maskerade, and she leaves to find Feet of Clay.
It apparently takes a while to find, but eventually I join her to play some characters.
We read for a couple of hours, making it a ways through the book, but hen leave off for a bit. Blue says. "So, listeners, it really is a late night final now. It's eleven p.m where we are, and we're both going to sleep. Goodbye." She turns the mic off and we leave the studio, talking about other books for the air.
I get into bed and pull a blanket around myself, oblivious to Blue lying next to me.
It's quarter to twelve. 23:47, to be precise. I stand up and look out of the window.
There are lights in the sky: blue, and red, and purple, and green, and what the fuck?
I don't hear anything. Like, seriously, anything. There's no sound for the next thirteen minutes, until twelve hits and it's a new day. I still don't hear anything as Blue comes up behind me and hugs me from behind. "Blue," I whisper.
"Yes?" she asks, and I feel a hand at my waist.
"We shouldn't. Not again. Not so... soon," I continue, pushing her hand away and guiding her back to bed.
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Morning. Blue is sitting up in bed next to me, reading The Raven Boys. I get out of bed and head downstairs, humming something which I can't identify at first, but belatedly realise is Heel Turn 2 again.
Eating a sandwich, I head upstairs back to the attic. For the next few minutes, I think and mutter to myself about all sorts, including music, and Blue, and books.
Blue is in the recording booth, reading The Book Thief for the air, and I'm looking for results on Google about 'lights in the sky over York'. Not much, but a result from a website called conspiracy.co.uk, which is an interesting name for a website.
Conspiracy Main Page
York Lights in the Sky
I select the 'lights' link and read the article. Not much, just something about aliens and government cover-ups. 'Shit.' I turn off the laptop and go to help Blue read.
Her voices are great, and even normally hearing her voice is amazing. "And, sadly, that's all for today, listeners," she says, "Tune in tomorrow for more of The Book Thief, and also music and things, you know how it is on Late Night Final. Goodbye."
Not much happens for the rest of the day.
Later, as I find myself thinking about Blue, my thoughts are interrupted by i want to hear her talk again. This leads to me copiously swearing under my breath for about five minutes.
Blue enters shortly after I've finished swearing. I stand up and hug her, then start talking to her. "God, Blue, I know how you feel. I just want to hear you talking forever. I need you." I stop speaking and she kisses me, and I kiss her back (as it were). She mutters "Please," into my ears for the second time in a few days, and I lower my arm and leave it wrapped around her waist.
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Me and Blue lie next to each other on the floor.
I stand up, my legs infected with pins and needles, go to the bathroom, then head back to Blue's room and sit against the wall with a blanket around me.
I stick it out in Blue's room.
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Note: all properties (The Book Thief, The Raven Boys, Maskerade, Feet of Clay, Discworld) belong to their respective authors.