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PCoop: I sent them to you a few weeks ago, and they’re due in two weeks and three days. Do you have them ready?

FinnG: No, I’ve been out of town.

PCoop: And yet you want to start a new project.

PCoop: Will you be able to get the revisions done on time?

FinnG: Yes.

FinnG: I should remind you that I asked you to co-write the Greek Gods series with me. Meaning I want to rely on someone so this can get done.

PCoop: I never agreed to do it with you.

FinnG: Why not?

PCoop: It’s a hard limit.

FinnG: This isn’t BDSM, Ms. Cooperson. It’s a book.

PCoop: Excuse me? I don’t understand your response.

FinnG: You’re treating this as a hard limit. Why can’t you co-write with me?

PCoop: It’s personal.

FinnG: The reason or writing?

PCoop: Both.

FinnG: I trust that we can do this together. Why can’t you trust me?

PCoop: I don’t know you.

FinnG: What do you need from me?

PCoop: Write me an essay about your soul.

FinnG: What?

PCoop: If I like it, I’ll do it.

FinnG: That’s ridiculous. I bet no one has done that before.

PCoop: Probably not.

FinnG: Are you always this difficult?

PCoop: No, sometimes I can be more.

FinnG: If I don’t write the essay, you won’t do it, huh?

PCoop: Exactly.

FinnG: I guess I have to do some research. What if my soul is so dark no one can understand it?

PCoop: Write an essay about it. It has to be at least 2k.

FinnG: So 2k about darkness will suffice?

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