Juliet blinked against a sudden onslaught of light and saw that she had fallen asleep at her desk again with her cheek squished against the keyboard. She stretched, yawned, and checked her phone. She had been asleep for about four hours. No wonder she felt so stiff!
She had a really weird dream too. She dreamed she had been sucked into the fictional world she had created and gotten involved in a whole lot of drama with her villain and a transmigrated girl from Ohio of all places.
It had been a rather disturbing dream. She must have been spending too much time inside Rukelion Blaze's twisted head working on her prequel draft.
That reminded her! She should really get back to working on the edits for that. Once they were done, she could ship the first draft off to Rachelle. She swiped on the mousepad to wake her laptop up and got back to it. The problem was that the draft she saw was not the draft she had written.
