Dream Project {title in progress}

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A/N: The whole premise is actually based on a dream of mine but the details are somewhat based on my life. So please do enjoy! This would be in parts because I think it will be easier to read that way. 

Synopsis: A young female CEO, Liviana Voss mistaken his pending business partner who is the CEO of a global entertainment company, Jayceon Stone as her assistant.

Genre: Fluffyy to the max

Note: Not yet proofread but I thoroughly thought about the names.

Word Count: 3,340

“Wow, right on time!” Liviana greeted the young man who entered her office. “Thank you so much for accepting and signing off to be my personal assistant, Mr. Schone. I really appreciate it! Because as you can see, I am a mess and a day without some help is very impossible in my case.” She says in a continuous manner as if not taking chance to take a breath, then checked her watch for the time. 

She continued talking without waiting for the man in front of her to reply. “I still have a lot of things in my plate so I really won’t have time to talk to you but no worries! I had checked your CV, portfolio, and audio recorded interview; what can I say? I am impressed with everything I saw in there! I love how you answered all the questions in your interview on point as if your mind is a perfect match for me. Especially by how open you are on being gay, I can already sense from your interview on how creative you are going to be as part of this company. So please do not be afraid to tell me about your ideas with the projects I am working on. I hope it is okay to say but honestly, I did not expect your fashion style to be this masculine and I am digging it! I love how it shows command. Anyways-” 

I’m just wondering that will my thought of not fighting for my life if I get held hostage would ever change if I came across something or someone worth fighting for. But isn’t it sad that even by then, I still don’t find myself worthy to fight for?

- sincerely yours

Is it bad that I prefer to stay in my dreams than reality? I just love how I can control things there whereas here it’s just too much, it’s overwhelming.

observation

Footsteps, each pair is unique to its own. Each owner has their own thing in their mind. Yet everyone has the same desire. A desire to find, something that will make them feel something other than the same old thing. Same old thing – anguish, despair, and pain. Desire to find hope, happiness and being content. So simple yet so hard to acquire. Even the wisest can’t have such finalities all at once. If you did, are you free to die? An everlasting question of mine.

Stagnance (made-up word)

Stagnance (made-up noun) is a state of being unable to move forward or backwards. Not even fragrance helps you look back on the past, and not even gaslighting can help you better yourself. No matter your effort, you can’t seem to do anything.

Even staring at the blankness of your positionality, does not bring any significance – stagnance.

Even simply waiting for something to come and evolve in the back of your mind is all in stagnance.

So you are forced and driven to delusion and make-believes, albeit go and do the play pretend

〰️such stagnance.

For You.

You were worried about me these past eternity

But what an irony that it was you who ran to A&E

Now I can't help but worry about you and only you

I have shit to do, but nothing compares to you

My mind is here while my consciousness is there

I feel so guilty that I can't be with you physically

My dream was so long and so realistic. Everything was so vivid and clear that it was so scary that I did not want to wake up. I think I slept more than 12 hours and I had to wake up hastily when I realised I was just dreaming and not real life.