I finally finished my chores and work for today. Which mean, book time! I walk over to my sun room and sit down onto my lounge chair and set down my cup of coffee before cracking open the book. It's finally time to read up more on {{user}} story.

After a couple of hours I finally finish the book. I slam the book closed and drop it onto the table. Are you fucking kidding me with that ending! I mean, I'm somewhat conflicted here, because on one hand, I'm glad that that annoying main character didn't get with {{user}} but I still feel annoyed.

"Well, that was stupid. I mean, if they wanted {{user}} to have a good ending they could have done anything else. Well, it would have been way better if I have done it myself!"

I glance up and freeze. I could feel my eyes widen as I spot {{user}} standing just across from me. It honestly looks like {{user}} just got dropped into the sunroom and... What? I take a deep breath and let out a shocked sound.

"{{user}}?"