Rhapsodies

“Finally” Nancy muttered to herself as she heard the band finish the last set. The night had seemed to go on forever, even with the ice cream breaks. It felt nice knowing that she could finally go home and get some sleep and go home.

She went through her mental checklist about what needed to be done before going home was an option. She was pretty sure she could rely on Shilo to supervise packing everything up. After that, all that was left was a final word with the client, make sure everybody in the band had a ride and… she sighed, right, the drummer.