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So here I am, sitting in my room and writing a draft for a story idea that's been stuck in my head for quite some time now.
That was about a week ago. I let my father read the first part of the draft and he's like;
"Can't wait for the rest!"
So, I just finished the rest of the draft for the day and showed it to him again and left the room because he was peeling the potatoes at the time for dinner.
Not even an hour later, I am called into the living room and I sit down next to him. Not even a moment after, he holds up the notebook and says,
"What the actual fuck?!" While laughing.
Let's just say that I'm currently laughing my butt of as he's kinda-kinda-not complaining about being in one place and the sudden cliffhangers and stuff like that.