"Look, can we try this again?", Richard talks to somebody on the phone, pacing around angrily.

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"NO, YOU LISTEN HERE! THE JUVENILES - BOOK 1 WAS A HALF-BAKED, RECKLESS AND STUPID DECISION TO POST THIS ON ROYAL ROAD OR ANY OTHER PUBLISHING WEBSITES! ROYAL ROAD DOESN'T DESERVE THIS KIND OF BAD CONTENT! THERE AREN'T ANY REVIEWS! NO RATES! AND NO COMMENTS! EVEN A NEGATIVE REVIEW THAT'LL HURT THE AUTHOR'S FEELINGS WOULD BE NICE ENOUGH! THAT'S BETTER THAN BEING LEFT IN THE TRASH CONTENT! THAT'S PROOF ENOUGH THAT OUR STORY SUCKS ASS!"

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"YOU MADE ME SAY THAT BACK AT THE PROLOGUE! I'M NOT YOUR FUCKING MAIN PUPPET! - Well, I'm now a supporting character - BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I'M THERE!"

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"NOT THIS, YOU IDIOT! THE OTHERRRRR PROLOGUE!"

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Richard lets out a angry sigh, "Please, can we just...give this another shot? Book 2 might still be the same as Book 1, and the author's brain damage is getting worse and worse by the day. We're early in the second semester and who knows how many chapters is he going to publish."

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"Yes, I get you. That does mean spending a couple more months in Royal Rroad. I mean, why would I, it's not them, it's us."

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"Yeah, that includes Wattpad...Damn it."

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"Okay fine, we'll have to tone down the publishing schedule. Probably release 1 or 2 chapters within Christmas Break."

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"Ugh, you're the worst manager ever. Period."