Chapter 38

Maybe I’m just not used to not having a job. I blinked awake, grabbed my phone from the pillow next to me, and checked the time. Still waking up at the same hour. No change there. I pulled the blanket back up over myself, rolling around a bit, trying to drift off again. Honestly, I feel like I actually miss working. I can’t even fall back asleep anymore. With a sigh, I pushed myself up, stretching my arms wide. I unlocked my phone and began clearing out the mountain of notifications that had stacked up overnight. While scrolling, my eyes landed on a post from my favorite account. I’d told Oliver before how much I liked this person’s writing. [Furry Diary: Hey everyone. I’ve got big news. A publisher reached out—they liked my work and want to help me turn it into a real book. I never imagined this day would come. Huge thanks to my mate for the constant support and encouragement. I finally said yes. Can’t wait for you all to read it!] I instinctively slapped a hand over my mouth to keep