Walking along Dwem was doused several times with coffee and people were cursing his name aloud from their office building as it echoed throughout the city. As it seemed he made it through the gauntlet of cranky people he saw another group coming his way throwing more MoonBucks coffee cups at him and one hit him with a bunch of donut wholes. Looking around it took a moment to realize he was having a sucky dream.
Dwem walked into the Wraith publishing House office in his dream, as he knew it was dream because it was to fracken early to be real and he was still asleep. However, it seemed real enough to him all the same. People were throwing their Coffee and donuts at him as which was another reason as at the price of Coffee at Moon bucks cost nearly a week’s pay for even me.
After a bit Dwem was hoping to either wake up or the dream better start getting better as it was almost making him fall asleep in his dream. Then the whole attack Dwem with hot Coffee came to an abrupt end as he suddenly felt something really dam for real hot get dumped all over him.
As at one point Dwem was actually laughing but came to a sudden change Dwem felt the burn and screamed awake as he cursed out in pain like none as he had ever felt with the exception of getting shot once in the ass. Dwem looking up as there was Nasakie standing there with a pot of now empty coffee hanging over him with the look of panic in her eyes. Looking around was wondering if there was a reason she dint wake him up the normal way such as the world was coming to an end or he forgot to pay her or something along that line.
Taking a deep breath to regain control as Dwem giving her the evil eye considered the extent of his burns and fighting the desire to scream with no end to express the extent of the pain. Getting up Dwem got cleaned up and went about getting some first aid for himself and his slight burned pride as he wasn’t sure or not if he pissed himself because he was all wet when he woke up from the hot ass coffee already. Smiling and with some great self control and effort actually wished her a good morning.
Moving along Dwem seemed in a better mood as he remained as standing while he drank his coffee. Making it through the morning Dwem went up to his office and decided to get some writing in after taking a few painkillers to take the burn away pain. After getting caught up with his office work and mail he went to his fan web site and to his secondary Mail website for his Publisher to schedule his appointments and so forth. As soon as he saw it, he was shocked as he was getting request to speak in other conventions all the sudden. Cursing to himself was truly hoping that everyone would black list him for any further speaking engagements for what he decided to give his speech over that last time.
Nasakie arrived with his breakfast as he was working already which seemed to improve her mood a bit. As she seemed understandingly concerned of Dwems reaction over getting scolded alive with boiling coffee so early in the morning. Perhaps was it the fact it was the fashion fate chose to wake him up that particular morning which seemed as even amusing for its own reasoning. Taking a moment Dwem offered her a smile and started eating his breakfast right away even as he was working on a one thing after another non stop
Reading through them mumbled to himself over having to write more fracken speeches now and waste his writing time on them all instead of him doing his real work he is paid to do. After he popped off an E-Mail to his Agent and Editor about the requested such as it was speaking engagements. Dwem moaned and bitched to himself as he went back to work re writing a few Paragraphs for a rough notes of his book of the Governments corruption by being blackmailed by the powers that be Elgood which by the way had another press agent call to insult him along with their other listed many cronies. A few Articles proclaiming all he said at the convention was a lie. Though he expected it all the same found it amusing.
Writing the last of the Paragraphs for the Article sent it off towards his agent and another to his publisher. It was a last minute favor to write it for some writer who was injured in an accident and was unable to complete it for himself or herself. As such, no one knew it was him who had just written it. In another words Dwem had become another ghostwriter for yet another writer. Sadly the list was growing where he was doing other peoples work more than his own.
Turning again to his next thing on his list before he was due to take off to go meet his agent and get tormented over a cup of MoonBucks Coffee and a crappie plug in for their caffeine infrared drug’s with a name a whole paragraph at times. As which saved his a few times when he used it in a book during his writing block moments. Too bad he loved there hot top extra cream caramello Hot chocolate with extra wilt and sprinkles. Looking around for the CD with his writing notes he was going to go through next he saw Nasakie carefully and most deathly quietly approaching him from behind. Arriving she whispered it was time to get to his next appointment. Handing him the CD he was looking for turned around and left.
Laughing as the burning sensation had gone away and he was feeling himself once more. Looking at the disk saw it was slightly discolored but was perfectly fine. As he looked at it wondered what the hell stained it but gave up figuring she spilled coffee on it as well. Taking a moment gathering up his things he was off towards the car to get to his next appointment for this morning.
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