40 Years Old, Comes to Life (2020)

Hmm.

No. My manuscript is due by the end of next week.

If I don't get this to my publisher, it'll be like the end of my professional career.

Never mind a huge financial loss and a major disappointment to my fans.

I know, I know, but just give it to me anyways.

Mm.

All right, I'll take that as a sign we're about out of wine.

And my cue to just go to bed, I guess.

And you can just keep on typing away.

I'm sorry. I'll take tomorrow night off, I promise.

We'll plan something really special, okay?

Oh, you know, I wish you'd have gotten your writing quota done earlier.

That way we wouldn't have to cut things so short just so you can go to yoga.

Tuesdays and Thursdays are the only day of my favorite power yoga class.

Look, I need it. I need it to alleviate my stress and clear my mind.

Well, maybe we should just change our schedules a bit.

You know, like, maybe on those days I'll just stay at my place.

Okay, fine. Whatever makes you happy.

I didn't say that makes me happy.

It just doesn't seem like there's any other options.

Baby.

Fuck, that's hot.

God, my characters are so lucky.

I hate them.

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