Blackout

“We’re screwed…” Jun said looking at the calendar in front of him on their new dining table.

“We are screwed,” Iori said from the other side of the table staring at that very calendar with the bright red circle with the word deadline written underneath it.

“How did it get to be like this?” Jun asked trying to ignore the voice in his head that kept saying ‘you know-how, you slacker!’

“This usually happens when no one sticks to the word counts and skips plot meetings…” Iori said with a distant voice as if she was trying to convince herself that she was in no danger if she talked about the problem like it didn’t concern her.

Yeah… good try…

“I can’t believe that we’re this behind on our schedule. We barely finished half of the required material …”

“The manuscript isn’t even halfway through, and the deadline is in two days. Kimiko and Kajima are going to do a quadruple suicide taking us with them if we tell them this…”

A shiver ran