Jan 4
Every Monday morning one of my coworkers always asks me how my weekend was and what I did.
I always have to lie and say I didn't do anything, or I cleaned or ran errands.
What I actually did was write, but if I tell them that, then they'll ask me what I was writing and I'll have to come up with an even bigger lie.
Because there's no way in hell that I, a full grown adult with a big girl job, am going to tell my coworkers that I spent six hours writing an alpha/beta/omega fake pregnancy enemies to lovers Seongjoong fanfiction.
All of my hobbies are secrets for a reason.
