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And there she sat.

Her left index finger tapping a rhythmic sound as she thought of the words to her new chapter. She bit her lip, trying to think of the next most interesting occurrence to the characters. Was she going to go with plot A or plot B? It was too hard to decide. It was going to be either the make or break or the story.

Her old MacBook was already as 45% and she was too lazy to walk over to the other side of her room to get her charger. She checked her phone; 11:21 pm already? It was getting a little late. She swiped 3 fingers across her trackpad. She scowled at the amount of work for her thesis that needed to be done. She needed to make the characters of her story come to life first.

As she decided to go on with the story.

"Go to sleep!" yelled her mother from the other side of the door. The 20-year old groaned. How on earth did her mother know she was still awake?

"I'm doing thesis!" she yelled back, yawning a little to make her sound tired. All this author wanted to do was post the next chapter of her story.