Mark remained silent for a while, staring at the piece of cake placed in front of him. After much thinking, he got his thoughts in order and came to an answer.
"Only idiots would let delusions get to their heads." He heaved a sigh and pushed the small plate toward his maid. "Besides, I'm of the opinion that we're more screwed if this turns out to be a novel."
The corners of Franco's mouth curled up.
"Uh-oh, and what makes you think that?"
Mark thought for a while before replying.
"A novel is only enjoyable when you're a reader," He said. "Being the protagonist or one of the main cast is simply a nightmare.
You would always be at the center of an event or get dragged into some mess. You will suffer, and suffer, and suffer some more, and all of it would be just for the entertainment of some people with nothing better to do.
