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"STINK IT!" You screamed at your computer screen. "WHY CAN'T I FINISH THAT LAST DARN PAGE?!?"
"Having trouble again, (y/n)?" At the sound of the voice behind you, you jumped. "Oi, Eduard... stop scaring me like that..."
"I just wanted to see how you were doing. I get so concerned for you when you're like this." To be honest, you'd been dating Eduard for a year and he still gave you butterflies when he walked into a room. The only thing that ever came between you two, ever, was your writing. Your writing meant the WORLD to you. If you couldn't write, you couldn't live. You didn't just love it, you had a PASSION for it. And you were pretty good too. Everyone who had ever read your writing (which were very few, considering you kept your writing in a password-guarded folder and swore them to secrecy afterwards) told you that you had a gift for writing.
Including Eduard.
"Still having trouble on that last page again?" It was almost like he could read your mind.
"Is it that easy to tell?"
"To be quite frank with you, yes. Yes it is."
"It's just... It's like I don't want it to end. Like once I write this page, the characters are sealed off and sent to the publisher, and their story is over for good."
"You could always write a series..."
"We've discussed this. I can't write a series, It'd take too long. Besides, my readers will get bored waiting for all the books to come out... They'll have nothing to do."
Eduard approached you, causing you to slam down the rolltop part on your rolltop desk. "Hey, remember what I told you? My writing is off limits."
He smirked. "I'm not after your books." He scooped you up into his arms, holding you bridal style. "I'm after their writer."
You giggled. "Wanna write our next chapter together~?"
"I'd love to."
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You flopped down on your bed, bored. Why was it that Sundays were so terribly bland? You had just said your good-byes to your friend who had stayed the night over. Really, she wasn't bad, but she wasn't very considerate. You had just dumped your boyfriend,Francis, for cheating on you, and your friend could not stop talking about her new boyfriend.
Francis was just the type of person you needed- he was openly romantic and
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You sat in your class tapping your pencil against your desk, listening as your teacher droned on and on about the upcoming assignment. You glanced around at the surrounding classmates, one of them being your best friend Alfred F. Jones, who was the class clown... he was asleep as usual.
You decided to actual focus on you teacher for once, your social teacher, Mr. Maccarelli.
" Alright human babies! Its this time of year, that we do with all the highschoolers. PEN PALS~!" You picked your head off of your hand and actually put your full attention to him now. Pen pals? As in... writing to a random child somewhere that's your a
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It had been a year since you had been working for this Roderich...Or as he was more commonly called, Austria. You had some oh so pleasant nick-names for him but never said them in fear of losing your job. The one thing you needed more then anything.
-(Le awesome flashback to a year ago)-
You had read in the local newspaper that someone was looking for a full-time, live in maid. You were in need of work but the whole "Live in" part kinda bugged you, but hey, you never know what something's like until you tried it. The next day you went for a job interview and were instantly hired. You had your stuff together and the Austrian showed you your
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So cute! I'm having writers block and it's not fun when your trying to write a series >.> (Especially when you had finished it and your cousin deletes in in a fit of rage and you have to write it over again!) I freakin love Estonia!