"Alright, let's get this show on the road." You talk out to your boss. You start to tug at your sleeves and pull at your pants. Being in fancy attire was never you're style.
"Remember, be careful. We can't have you recking another fan fiction. This time, the author paid good money." Mr. Just said sternly, turning his chair to look at you.
"Yeah, yeah. What's the part this time? Shipping sister, homophobic mother, jealous antagonist, yandere dude?" You ask him as you get the teleporter ready. Being in this business for over 77 years and playing the same part every time just bored you. Though the job paid good money, and it was a new personality in every story.
"A bit different this time, Y/N." He says while getting up from his work chair. As he looks over the books in his office. Everyone holding a new job offer, and more work for you. "The writer needs you to set them up together."
You stop in your tracks, stunned by the words. 'Wait- wait- wait- They want ME to set up the protagonists?!' You think to yourself.
"What do you mean?! You mean, I actually have to DO something?! NEW?!"
"Yep," He sighs. Mr. Just grabs a book on his shelf and scans the pages. "Seems here that they despise each other. You have to get them to fall in love." He shuts the book in haste.
"Well," You as you trip over your words. 77 years of working with fanfiction and not once had you've been asked to be supportive. "Do I at least have the soulmate trope?!"
"Nope. High school AU. I know how much you love those." Your boss smirks at his sarcasm. Being in high schools and all the horniness always made you want to puke.
"Are you at least going to send me in with one having a crush?!" You pleaded desperately.
"No can do, buck-a-roo." He smiles sinisterly, "The writer didn't want that. I suggest you get in there and start." He throws you three folders filled with papers.
You groan while stepping into the high-tech machine. 'This is gonna be a long night.'
