Planetary Rain

Midnight Orchestra In The Office

A few minutes later, I am in my garage starting my engine for the race to work.
There aren't too many cars out at this time. That will just make the race easier.
I want this over with.
Opening my music player, I play an instrumental theme of a song that I love.
Its peaceful and aesthetic, my kind of music.
I look out my slightly fogged window to see the bright lights in the sky.
Forever falling particles from the depths of space and will be shown worldwide.
"Yato will love this". I said with a smile.

15 minutes later, I arrive in the surprisingly not crammed city of St. Junova.. *I kinda forgot the name really* to get in my work place.
The parking lot was like a near barren land of concrete.
Barely anyone was here except a few cars.
One was a white Tesla with a sticker on the back window.
Its too washed out to see what it says.
But I know who is here...Ken.

Down the oddly quiet hallway with sound muffling carpet like material.
"Surprise!" said Ken while eating early ceareal
My heart skipped a beat.
"Ahh come on Ken! Don't do that!"
"You know I'm easily frightened." I said with a stern demeanor.
"Well dang ok. No need to shout.
Its just a prank.
I stare him down with insenity.

His eyes widen with confusion and slight intemidation.
"Well I'll be in the office..ok?"
I'm still glaring at him..what am I doing?

I walk behind him and meet up inside the office.
Everyone is working on the latest episode of Sarorian Sapphires, an action and adventure based story. Doing overwork on the animation that we worked on last week.

I get at my station with slight imbalance cause I still wanna fall on anything soft.

But I stay determined and
prepare my equipment to get to work.
"Very Nice Kisune?" someone said
It was Ken...again.
"Your line work is on point. No wonder your one of the best.

"Do you mind Ken? I'm trying to get this over with." I say in monotone.
"Fine Kisune. Why are you so irrarated?" he asked.
"Cause I'm on my period!" I exclaim sarcastically.

Looking like he has confused constenpation, he leaves me with my work while everyone stops to a screeching halt.
Ignoring everyone,I take a drink of my frappé on the side to keep we awake
And also to not make any character model mistakes.
I'm still wondering what I'm gonna do for Yato's birthday.

I will take him to those lights but what about before then? Maybe go to a restraunt, go see a game, go play a game on my new gaming console. I don't know to be honest.

As I'm layered in my own thoughts, I subconsciously draw a rough outline of Yato on my tablet. "Hey that looks pretty good" I whisper on to myself.

I continue going over the rough sketches that my co-workers had made.

4 hours later...

After dozing off constantly while animating, we are almost done with the episode. We just need our boss to approve.

After looking at what I've done, I turn from my area and see one of my female co-workers sitting comfortably by the window near her office.

Her eyes gleam at the early morning stars with realistic beauty. My eyes do the same.

I've seen her around the complex quite a bit but she seems really distant. She is the leading background artist of our projects. Her work is absolutely beautiful and barley wavers in her performance.

Walking up to her trying not to making eye contact to Ken, I sit down beside her looking at the metropolis before us.

Turning to my side, I see her listening to music in her own world. It sounds like classical type music. Hearing a violin and piano, I tap her on the knee.

"What are you listening to?" I ask in a polite manner. She silently takes out her earbuds and inserts them in my ears.

I hear an onslaught of magnificence. Its sounds similar to what i play on my radio. "Its really good." I say with a stern tone.

While I was still listening to her soundtrack, she opened her phone and pulled up the tracks name. "Breath of the Wind?" I try to whisper. She nods slowly with a great smile.

Wow. She seems so nice and quiet. Her essence feels so soothing like its easy to be around her. I haven't felt this comfortable all week.

She implies to me to pull my seat closer to her. I do so. We watch the black and tinted blue sky with "the lights" on the way tonight.

The city brilliantly glows neon in many different colors and shades. Everything is blurring while hearing a cello in my right drum. Dark, darker, yet darker, I finally fall asleep on the woman's shoulders.