I can't take this( Part II)

Silence. It was all that she remembered. No words were spoken. Akward looks and eventual depatures. The train ride home dragged on for hours. The only thing she recalled vividly was the feeling of shame and the ever buring sensation of her inner thighs.
Abruptly, a familiar song plays
"How does it feel to treat me like you do"
"AYA YOUR FUCKING PHONE"

Aya forced her eyes open as the ringtone & her roomates shouts became more evident. The phone was set to ring at eight am to give Aya plenty of time to prepare herself for work. Aya rolled over to one side of her bed and grabbed the phone, immediately muting it thereafter.
"Aya sheesh change that damn ringtone already you've had it for months" Her roomie Leslie's voiced complained from the bathroom.
"Six months, Lee, Six months" Aya corrected her in a groggy morning voice. Time flies doesn't it? She thought to herself as she remembered the day she made that song her ringtone. Aya promplty shook her head and pulled herself out of bed to get ready for work.


******
IN LA
Jay felt inclined to repeatedly smash his head into the monitor before him. He tried to focus for a few more minutes but promptly gave up; It was time for a cigarette break. He made his tall lanky body stand from the office area and exit the small record label's office within the building plaza. As he procceded through the glass doors he had simultaneously produced a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
He exited the building and was greeted by the fall chill. Inhaling the autumn air for a brief second he then placed the cig to his pursed lips, the scent of burnt tabacco flared his nostrils. He leaned his towering figure against the complex's stone wall, throwing his head back.
Things had slowed down alot after Orgy's last tour, and the past few months the bands primary concern was a DVD that would document the bands career from the beginning to more reccent months. Jay scoffed, although the tour did well for an independant release, Orgy was in the twilight of their career. Since then Jay used his resources to help furnish new musicians under his label.
His cell phone went off buried within his manbag, interrupting Jay's thoughts.
"Yo"
"heyo Jay" a familiar voice greeted.
"Leeeexx sup?" Jay replied. Lex Kingston was Orgys PR rep, and a longtinme friend to Jay.
"Jay listen I know its 2 months in advance but I booked Avalon for the release party"
"Why are you going all out on this one Lex?"
"Jay this is one orgy's few remaining chances to be marketed. Don't worry I got it under raps, I got a few out of state people in mind to invite to come to see the screening. If this Dvd is going to be the last of orgy for a bit, might as well knock it out of the park ya know?"
"yea yea just don run a fucking tab on the label man, I would like to retire some day"
Jay laughed hoarsely flicking the remaining cig to the sidewalk.
"Fucker I got you, this will be a great event, besides open bar and hollywood sluts? its gonna be mint."
"yeah yea Lex listen I gotta get back call me later with more details"
Jay ended the call before he even heard lex's goodbye. He didnt want to think about some bullshit event where he would have to kiss media ass, the release party was going to be more of a grin and bear it situation than an actual party.
I need a new fix, Jay muttered to himself as he turned to enter back into the building.