Ch. 3

                                    

                                          
(Y/n): I'm on time, right?
                          
Boss: Your a few minutes early but I'll take it over you being late.
                          
(Y/n): So what am I suppose to do?
                          
Boss: Exactly what you did last time. Just sit down and play some music. If someone gives our station a call for a special song request you play it. Also, make sure to talk but you don't need to do it so much if you are not up to it.
                          
(Y/n): "So it's mostly about playing music. The good thing is that I don't need to talk a lot so things should go smoothly." Hey, it's DJ (n/n) making a return. I'm sure you heard about the announcements on the news last night. We'll be hosting a convention so expect new faces and show them this small-town charm. What are your thoughts? Let us know on our social media accounts.
                          
(Y/n): I'll play another type of music today. I'm sure you'd all be tired if I played the same thing day after day. 
                          

                            
                              
                                
                                
                              
                            
                            
                          
                          
(Y/n): This brings back memories. I remember a woman. I think it was my mother singing this to me so I'd fall asleep. Now onto the next one.
                          
For the next few hours (y/n) plays music until time passes and it's time for him to leave. 
                          
Boss: You have a caller on the line.
                          
(Y/n): Hello who am I speaking to?
                          
??: I don't want to say my name.
                          
(Y/n): That's fine. If I can ask what reason do you have for calling.
                          
??: Well I'm going to be in your town for the convention so I would like to know a little about it.
                          
(Y/n): Oh, no problem. Where do I even begin? Do you want some facts, myths, or a mix of both?
                          
??: A mix of both sounds interesting.
                          
(Y/n): There is an old story about the local bar. Larry's lounge many years ago use to be run by a crime family. They were powerful enough that the government came busting down their door and a gunfight happened. Not a single person came out alive.
                          
??: That sounds cool.
                          
(Y/n): What else is there? Ah, this town used to be an old mercenary base. Eventually, the inhabitants changed their lifestyle for a more peaceful one creating the town we have today.
                          
??: Is there any of their equipment left?
                          
(Y/n): We actually have a museum where they display all of that stuff.
                          
??: Were you born there.
                          
(Y/n): No, I actually moved here for personal reasons. So did I help you at all?
                          
??: I have a rough idea of the town but still have one question.
                          
(Y/n): I'll answer to the best of my ability.
                          
??: Are you going to be at the convention?
                          
(Y/n) just looks towards his boss who is holding a sign that says yes. 
                          
(Y/n): My job requires me to attend. So expect to see me there.
                          
??: See then. Apue.
                          
(Y/n): That concludes our broadcast. Be sure to tune in next time. I'm your host Dj (n/n) on LARS. 
                          
Boss: Good job. See you on your next shift.
                          
(Y/n): "Why the hell do I need to go to the convention. There's going to be a lot of people. I'm already getting anxious just thinking about it. Looks like I'm getting no sleep for the next couple of weeks."