I fall into my bed, groaning in irritation. Your head pops up from behind my bedroom door. I wave at you.
"Coming in?"
I ask, still laying on my bed, staing at the ceiling in boredness. You nod your head before coming inside my room. Walking around, you take in the scenery. My room is messier than the last time you saw it, you muse.
"So, when are you going to update your books?"
You question, sitting down on a beanbag in the corner of my room. I groan loudly in annoyance and sit up to look at you. Pointing at you, I shake my head.
"Never. I can't. Too much work. But, hopefully I'll just make One-Shots and that'll be enough."
With that answer, you sigh. You wanted those books to be updated, or at least get a new one. Picking up my teddy bear, you throw it in my direction, hitting my head. I narrow my eyes at you.
"What?"
You stand you and poke me, I frowned and poked you back.
"I. Want. An. Update. Or at least a new book from you."
I sigh and run my hand through my head. Looking up at you, I raise an eyebrow at your smiling face. I let out another sigh in defeat.
"Fine. But, it will take some time. And I want ice cream."
You nod and run outside of my room, getting the ice cream I love. I pinch the bridge of my nose and get my trusty book of ideas. Just as I stopped at the right one, you burst inside my room, scaring me half to death.
"Jesus, I think I died a little."
You ignored my comment and shoved the ice cream to me. I look at you and offer a smile.
"Thanks."
Smiling back, you turn around and leave my room. Giving me privacy to write. I rub my hands together and grab my pencil.
"Now, time for payback."