Marathon: For reasons best left up to the cosmos, the muse has the uncontrollable urge to indulge in some ‘me time’ every half hour no matter where they are or what they’re doing for (4 hours). (Try not to get arrested!)
Nicolas sighed, sitting on his couch, simply watching television and waiting for this damned curse to go away. It happened like clockwork it seemed. It being the urges. He usually never had them, Nic was never one to indulge in ‘self love’, but now it seemed like every half hour he had to. And he didn’t like it. Could one arrest an anonymous demon for cursing them with having to have ‘private time’ on a regular basis? Nicolas sighed and shook his head, doubting it. It had gone well so far, as well as it could he supposed. He glanced over at the door, now as long as no one came to visit him.