"Sulli! Another coffee please!" I yelled to my assistant across the hall, not daring to take my bloodshot eyes off my computer screen or slowing my typing pace. I heard her groan in irritation as she walked into the kitchen.

"Sure, Unnie!" Sulli yelled as I heard the sound of water filling up a mug and being popped into the microwave.

"Thanks!" My assistant marched into my room as I continued typing at rediculous speed, not blinking my dehydrated eyes, or stretching out my stiff muscles.

"Unnie, you need a freaking break," Sulli warned. "Staying up for who-knows-how-long isn't healthy!" Nonetheless, I shook my head, not even bothering to look at her.

"No time, kiddo, gotta get this done before tomorrow comes." I didn't really realize the tone that I was talking in, and I didn't even recognize my own tired voice. Heck, I just called a girl who was only a couple years younger than me 'kiddo.' I saw my annoyed assistant open , as if to say something, but was interrupted by the 'ding' of the microwave. She said nothing as she stormed off to finish the task of making my cup of coffee.

"Come on, come on," I encouraged myself. I just needed to pull through one more night... I don't really know how long I was awake from before that moment, but I knew the sun rose and fell more than once since I last thought of closing my eyes.

"Here you go," Sulli said as she brought me what I asked for and placed it on the corner of my desk.

"Thanks," was all I said; I didn't even look at her. I went with typing with one hand as I used the other one to lift the cup to my lips as I downed half the hot awakening elixir. Not wanting to slow down any more, I put the cup down and continued my work.

I needed to get through this. I needed the publishers to love my work...

...and that little spark of confidence told me that they were going to do just that.