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My job

Now back home the day had fallen from morning to after noon and once again you found yourself on your laptop typing away, glasses on your face and coffee on the desk next to you. This morning had seemed like such an unreal experience but something you would treasure dearly.
Beside you a small black phone began to vibrate along the table pulling your attention away momentarily, you tutted in annoyance.
"Go." You answered the phone bluntly as you continued to type .

" Ms Havish I'm sorry to bother you but when will you have the next chapter finished? The editor is on me for it. "

"I'll have it in by 4pm via email just tell him to wait."

"Understood Miss, oh and by the way I need to talk about the book signing tomorrow."
You stopped typing to lean back in your chair and squeeze the bridge of your nose in frustration.

"What Alisha! I'm busy. If you want this chapter in on time I suggest you get on with it."

" I know! Sorry Miss! Apparently after the book signing there will be a special guest who wants to meet you in person. "
Special guest?

"Who?"

"They wouldn't tell me but you are requested to stay after the book signing to meet them. From what they said he is very important and it is highly suggested you attend."

" Fine. Anything else? "

"No miss."

Click.

You hang up the phone before turning it to silent. You had to focus.
"Special guest? Who would want to meet me?" You mumble to yourself .
This was the first time you had been requested to meet a special guest whatever that was supposed to mean. Perhaps he's just a staff members family member or something since they would class that as a Special guest.
Whatever, I'll find out tomorrow.

Your fingers once again resumed their original place on the keyboard as you began to type, the story has to be finished soon so you can start on your new one.
Your job? You were an author. That's what you wanted to tell Namjoon this morning because he enjoys reading and being a writer yourself might have earnt you some gold stars from him but alas it wasn't to be.

As you got lost in the writing time seemed to swiftly pass until the daylight faded into a cold darkness and sleep began to pull over you, it hadn't even crossed your mind to eat because you were too focused. It didn't even cross your mind to unmute your phone, your eyelids grew heavy and you didn't even realise the darkness as you shut your eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Namjoon stood on a balcony looking outwards of a beautiful blue ocean resting by a pure white sand beach. He heard your footsteps and turned to face you smiling with those irresistible dimples of his, as you walked closer to him he wrapped an arm around your waist pulling your body into his. You looked up at him. He looked down at you. Slowly his lips reached down to collide with yours, the kiss was light but sensual. A smile came across your face.
"Y/n!" Namjoon suddenly screamed in your face.
You pulled back from him.
"Ms Y/n!" He screamed again at you.
Repeatedly he kept screaming your name aggressively as it developed from his soothing deep voice into a high pitched woman's voice.
What the?

Your eyes flutter open as reality hit you in the face, no you weren't in some magical place with your dream lover. Instead you were face down on the desk with what appeared to be drool leaking from your mouth and onto the table, the front door was being hit repeatedly as a woman screamed your name. Looking upwards you caught sight of your phone.

15 missed calls from: Assistant Alisha
107 texts from: Assistant Alisha

You bolted upright in shock as you noticed the time.
7:34pm
No! The deadline!

Racing from the desk chair towards the door you could see the person on the other side was literally trying to break the hindges off. As you unlocked and opened the door you were greeted with a very stressed looking Alisha, her hair looked like a birds nest, her clothes untucked, those brown eyes of here were screaming with rage.
"Hi Alisha, what's going on girl?" You tried to play it calm and casual.
"Ms Y/n..." She started , her teeth clenched as she tried to remain professional through her anger.
"Why have you not been answering your phone? I got called by the editor multiple times and scolded because he still hasn't received this chapter."
You smiled shyly.
"Ah yes of course. Give me 5 minutes." You tried to close the door to dismiss her but a hand pushed the door wide open again.
"I think it's best if I supervise Miss, it really needs to be in today."
Seriously this girl....
With a sigh you reluctantly let her in to the flat and headed back to the laptop. Alisha took a seat on the sofa and stared daggers into your back as she impatiently waited for you to finish. It was hard to concentrate but with her being only a few feet behind you there really wasn't much choice. Somehow through the pressure you managed to finish off the chapter and sent it off to the editor, additionally you printed out a copy and handed the pages to a still agitated Alisha who sighed with relief once she had a copy in her hands.

"Thank you. Miss this was too close of a call I suggest you get started on the next chapter soon to keep the editor happy." Her tone had now resumed its natural coolness.

"Yeah. Yeah." You dismissed her comment. All you wanted now was your bed.
Alisha rose to her feet and headed back to the door.

"I will park outside for 9am Miss, please be ready for the beginning of the signing at 9:45am."
You were already halfway into the bedroom and just waved your hand suggesting her to 'shoo'. As you landed face first on the bed and snuggled deep under the covers you heard the front door shut, you set the alarm clock for 8am. As you began to fall back into your deep sleep once more the last thought you had was none other than what seemed to you an extremely unrealistic one.
Special guest huh? Hm, how amusing if it was Namjoon.
You smiled slightly.

Nah.