Anthony Carson is a rather mundane fiction writer whose only goal is to create an arguably good masterpiece - even if it means getting exploited by his predatory agent. But when fate led him to Aegir - an eccentric cat-man - a fictitious reality aw...
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The atmosphere was pretty cozy; the smell of newly made coffee could fill the air. It was the start of summer, in an afternoon day but the vibe of the place was never hot but warm-just like how one could describe what home feels like.
Anthony was sitting by the blue-colored sofa and sat on all fours. A pen was placed around the top of his ears; his raven hair on his usual man bun hairdo. His face was rather serious; brows crumpled, lips sealed in a tight frown as he intensely set his gaze to the notepad on his hand; full of writings. On his right is a trash bin, almost full of the papers he tore from his notes. He is finally home, now faced with another hell he needs to confront.
He badly needs to come up with chapters or his goblin editor will have his head.
Sighing, he placed his note on the table in front of him. Sitting properly; he went to reach the cup of coffee he has on the table, took a gracious sip and placed both of his hands on his laptop's keyboard and began typing.
It certainly looked like a normal day for him as if nothing had changed but that would be a big fat lie. He took a quick glance to the floor where another 'person' lay; gray cat tail moving side to side as he was happily coloring an adult coloring book. For a cat-man, he was more tidy than him because the cat always placed the crayons back on its box after using, afraid to break it into pieces. On the cat's side was a large cat-bed where two tabby kittens were sleeping.
