John stared at me and asked me slowly as if talking to a child. “So, you first download the new chapter, then print it out and gather them together like a magazine… to read…”

“Uhnn Nooo… not just that… I support them in Inks as well!!!” I roll my eyes again because… What the hell?? I have to support my favorite authors!!!

“Plus, I don’t need to do all that…” I waved the magazine at him. “I just have to wish and they are ready, freshly minted to be read, in my drawer. Now… Leave me be…” I turned back to the caveman seducing and whispering sweet nothings to his accountant (both of whom were dressed only in loincloth… I blush and squeal loudly… on the inside…) and away from all the troubles of the world.

After a while…

I finished and got a chicken kebab to eat. All that talk about barbecued on a hot hell fire like a kebab, made me drool for chicken. And I watch out for crabs…

But I am not fat. Mostly…

Ask John.

No… Wait… Don’t ask him… He will glare at me… and send back all my home deliveries for sweet goodies for the day… Like blueberry Muffins… and Apple Pie… and… and Banana sundae… Just for today…

But I still want to eat those…

Yum.

I sighed.

I shuffled over to my desk and searched for the paperwork on the latest project plan, I was thinking of working on.

“John…” I called over. “Did you check these all out?”

John replied without looking up from his laptop. “Yup. Those are done.”

I scratched my head and looked up. “Uhh… How about those Documents from Aaron?”

“Done. It’s in the second drawer from the left.”

“What about that investigation on terror camps near terrains of Nowshera?”

“Made a report. With a heavy and detailed douser. It’s on the other table.”

“What about that report from Hell? Does Hades still need some more manpower?”

“I went there and sorted it out.”

I frowned and continued. “What about that family lost near Alps?”

“Already dispatched the team. It was like a week ago.”

I frowned. There was something wrong here.

I looked up to the sky… discerning hard but I gave up after 5 minutes. “Is there anything left that I can to do?”

John looked up and remarked dryly. “My Lord, there is a shitload of work that you can do for the world. You know?”

I glared at him. I knew that. But this was becoming an usual occurrence.

I crossed hands and leaned back in my recliner chair. Have I told you how awesome and comfy it is? I squinted my eyes at him to pick up some of his thoughts. “Let me get this straight, the work I had scheduled to do today… you finished them all… Right?”

John looked up and looked confused. “What??”

“When did you take a break last time?”

John scratched his head and replied. “Two days ago.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and suspiciously continued. “Really… I don’t think I remember you standing up from your desk for… like for some four five days… Not even for a Coffee… Tea… Breakfast… Lunch… Dinner… Uhh… Brunch…” Then I gasped in horror. “Not even when I offered you some pumpkin cheesecake three days ago!!?!!”

Only a crazy person will refuse cheesecake.

“Do you know how much calories that thing packs?”

I let out a cry and made a cross. “Blasphemy!!?!?! You… SHUT YOUR MOUTH!?!?!”

What the fudge (Ohh… Chocolaty… Creamy… Yummmmm… NO… NO… FOCUS!!!) was wrong with him!!??!

John rolled his eyes and focused back to his laptop. “Such a Drama Queen…”

I weighted his answers for a while. But it still felt a bit off. I stood up and walked towards his table. I nonchalantly leaned on it and asked. “So, What did you do??”

John looked up again and had a confused look. Totally Adorkable… by the way.

“Uhh… What???”

I cleared my throat and very cautiously continued my questioning. I have watched enough cop shows to master the art of questioning. Prepare to learn from the Master…

“You know, on your break. So, What was it?? A trip to Fiji? Movie? Ohhhh… Wait!!!” I turned to him excitedly and squealed loudly, clasping both my hands. “A DATEEEEEEEEE……….”

“OF COURSE NOT!!??!!” John yelled and shot me a glare, one that promised serious repercussions.