The man walked through the door right when I woke up.

"Get up."

I have this weird quirk, possinly because I'm 'one of those damn milenilas', where I don't like to listen to people I don't respect/know.

My one exception being when someone breaks into my room dressed like a Bond villain.

I followed his orders. "What the hell do you want ?"

In answer the man reached into his inner breast pocket grabbing a hold of some thing.

I relaxed when it ended up only being a sticky note.

I doubt the guy is gonna threaten me with a paper cut. I took it and looked down at what it said.

'Read all of the bolded Authers notes'

Sorry for using the word sick in the title and not saying "I'm sorry for the delay:''(."

I haven't been posting the chapters I write because... reasons.

Yeah.

Anyway expect a chapter in a week or so for Wither/One piece and Mr. Blue.