ch.5 bratty punishment

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(Maia's POV) Upon waking up to the morning light ire I began rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes, "that was such a weird dream.." the comment slipped through my lips with all but a whisper of my soft-spoken morning voice, stretching my back I began to venture to the kitchen grabbing a cup along with creamer and sugar from the cupboard, coffee brewing just behind me all to just boost my morning welcoming. as a few minutes go by my coffee was completed with silent joy, I grabbed my cup along with my laptop and sat sipping the pleasant aroma in my hand while the silence of sweet relaxation eased my nerves.

A few minutes had passed since I sat down and started sipping silently on the coffee I brewed, which is now three-quarters gone. Although I've always known myself as an extreme coffee drinker, I would've never thought it'd be this extreme. Once I started to get relaxed I did a dramatic sigh and even though I know I should just buckle up and stop procrastinating I also wanted to get this done sooner than later, "What was the damn name again. think, think... Now that I think about it I remember fondly that it had the word forest, was it Forest Beast? no. Monster Forest, definitely not. Never mind, I'll see when I get to the file." I mumbled under my breath.

As I opened my documents and Pulled up the file a relieving feeling poured over my body. "Ah yes There it is, I got it! Beast's Forest." *That's a relief*, although this was supposed to be a gateway project about a girl still on the verge of learning magic and surviving in an enchanted forest full of monsters, I still have no clue what to do.

Muttering on answers I silently ask myself "Should I make this a romance novel, is it maybe too cheesy to be a romantic type?" *shit now I can't think straight, there's too many thoughts roaming my head* "Wait what time is it?" I asked myself and checked the bottom corner of my computer. *huh, 5:23. I wonder if my idiot is awake. What would he think if I told him about the project? Nevertheless, he isn't a morning person so I doubt he'll be awake, though just so he knows I'm awake I'll shoot him a text on my phone.*
📨 " Morning Handsome♡ "
(a few minutes go by before seeing my phone light up)
📨 " Good morning bunny, watcha doing up?"

*huh? That's surprising, he's never really up this early. Whatever I'll at least get to talk to my boy so it's a win-win*

📨" I'm currently doing a project.
📨 "Aww, instead of that project why not do me?♡
📨 " I'm currently- ok, can you fucking not you hornhead.

*ok, what the hell dude? Can he not be joking like this at this time of morning just for once?*

📨 "ok, ok I guess I can't be flirty in the mornings can I?~
📨 "N-no, I know you're just messing around but just not right now. Not, I can't focus! you're making random jokes out of the blue and it's too early, I Love you but why-
📨 "Aw ~ oh well, that little project of yours sounds interesting, though in the meantime I'm going to check some stuff then if you want I can call, and I'll ask to come over later as well if that's ok♡
📨 "Sounds good Amor, just text before starting, love you, dummy.
📨 " I love you too sweetheart, I'll call you in a bit. Bye♡
📨 "Bye Loverboy♡

*he's random at times but that's what I love about this dummy* I smile softly thinking about his hair being all messed up from waking up, wanting to pull his hair as he leaks his...

"Ok.. back to this horror show. So I have a title, yet no plot. That's the first I should get to, but just so my brain doesn't get sidetracked I'm going to finish this coffee and get to work."

- a couple of minutes later -

*Alright so coffee is finished, Now for some gentle music.* As I proceeded to open jazzy hip-hop music in an extra tab on my computer, I opened Writers Fantasy on the second, this is an app I write in, and although millions of people can but don't find my books. I'm lucky if I get around 100 to read though, firstly I went to my writing journal before opening my notepad to jot ideas down and figure out my plot. I placed my noise-canceling headphones over my ears and started to write. Starting the paragraph with a slight fairytale vibe I spawn a (once upon a time) type beginning for a fairytale mood but shift as a character slowly gets disintegrated by the molten sun crashing towards Earth.

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