There is only half a month left before the 23rd radio station's contract with CCA expires. Once that time passes, he will have to pack up and head to the Piano Key District, and the city's 23rd radio station will forever become a part of history. The late-night show "Your Moon, My Star" will forever remain a memory of nostalgia.
Alright, perhaps he is the only one reminiscing, as "Your Moon, My Star" has never had more than a hundred simultaneous viewers.
After all, who is willing to listen to an old man in the midst of a midlife crisis cracking some lousy jokes on the radio?
"Welcome to listen to Your Moon, My Star. The great director is me, and I am—Ince. Just Ince."
Ince murmured the all-too-familiar opening line, deciding to do something meaningful in this final stretch of time.
Even the smallest flame wants to shine with all its might before it goes out, hoping to catch someone's attention.
