I stared at the blinking cursor and half-finished lines of text and sighed. All the sentences I’d started were true, but none of them felt right. None of these were going to work.
“What are you doing?” Luna asked, settling in behind me with her chin on my shoulder, staring sleepily at my laptop screen.
“My latest novel jumped to the Times Bestsellers list in less than three weeks and the magazines are begging for an interview . . . again.”
“Don’t they know by now you don’t do in person interviews?”
, she mused privately, or at least it would have been private if she didn’t live with a telepath. And the fact that I was listening was rude,
Luna Draconis is my best friend and roommate and has been for a number of years now. She teaches at Julliard by day and stars in off Broadway productions in the evening.
She’s also a dragon and magic—totally the normal roommate.
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