Me: Aw man. Now I’m really sleepy…
Alaric: I won’t complain. You’ve done well.
Ales: But did you have to make it all so dramatic?
Me: Of course I did.
Cat: At least I got a name.
Ana: You lot aren’t the only ones who are now ready to get edited.
Siren: Indeed. There are two stories before yours that must get done.
Cat: I’m content.
Me: I’m not. I need to add a chapter in your story. It just doesn’t feel like there’s enough time in between the two parts…
Ales: What?! It’s already one of the longest stories you’ve written.
Me: Only by a little…
Ales: (Nervously) What are you going to do?
Me: I dunno…something cute. I haven’t decided yet.
Ana: You can decide when you’ve edited my story.
Me: I am waiting for the person you’re based off of to give final approval of your choices.
Ana: What is wrong with my choices?
Me: I don’t know if there is any…
Siren: You are satisfied with me then?
Me: Ha! Yeah. If there’s one female character I’m not afraid of being unique, it’s you.
Siren smirks. She knows well that my reply is neither a diss nor a compliment.
Me: Anyway. I’m supposed to be getting ready for a wedding tomorrow.
Cat: Who’s wedding?!
Ana: Not hers.
Me: Shut up. (Sighs). I want a nap…
Alaric: It’s nearly half past six.
Ales: You sleep a lot mistress.
Me: Gah! You people always want to complain about something.
Ana: We are only worried about you.
Me: I don’t believe you.
Cat: Probably wise.
Me: Hey! I got you a name didn’t I?
Cat: (Sighing). Yes. And now apparently a new strenuous relationship.
Me: Yuuna is a good girl!
Cat: And now my master. But I dislike what you have done. Way to complicate things between servant and master.
Me: (Smirking). Isn’t that the way it ought to be?
I pause, hearing my brother ask my mom about the tamales she’s brought home. I ditch these characters. Forget them. I’m going to go steal a tamale!