The night is wind whistling through leaves, creaking bones of an apartment that is much too old, the distinct silence that descends when the moon rises in the sky and most people are warm in their beds, snoring lightly.
You should be asleep.
You have headphones in your ears, plugged into your laptop, and you are waiting, listening to some chill pop dance track that cuts into a commercial abruptly, as if the radio host wasn’t ready to speak yet and panicked.
It’s eleven forty five, and the radio host crackles into existence, loud in your ears. “Alright everyone, that’s it for The Good Night! Thank you for listening in, and thank you for those two lovely messages. Stay tuned for DJ Suga’s Tomorrow~!”
There is a soft clicking sound and then a soft sigh and you echo it, sinking into your pillows and adjusting yourself for maximum comfort.
Suga’s voice comes in low, a little rough, but quiet. Warm and familiar in your ears.
“Hello to anyone still awake out there. This is Suga, and this is my radio show, Tomorrow.”
My fellow is post-call, told us to call the other team’s fellow with questions.
The other team’s fellow is stuck at the DMV.
Me and the other residents have put How I Met Your Mother on in the background and we’re trying to pretend to learn as we brace ourselves for lord knows how many consults to hit us once the fellow returns.
Which, in all honesty, could be never.
Also, the fourth year med student pointed out that one of my co-interns is hitting on me. I…had no idea.
Directed by Jon Amiel. With Barbara Hershey, Keanu Reeves, Peter Falk, Bill McCutcheon. Martin works at the local radio station, which just hired a new scriptwriter with a reputation for great drama, Pedro Carmichael. Martin’s aunt Julia, not related by blood, returns home after many years away and Martin falls for her. Once Pedro finds out about this romance, he starts incorporating details of it into the script of his daily drama series. Soon, Martin and Julia are not only hearing…