Aranince
"You're late."
Arannce shrugged.
"But not unprepared."
"Uh huh."
Aranince grinned and stepped into the editors office.
"Glad you decided to turn up," commented the editor.
"Sorry about the delay, but it's all done," and she handed over the folder.
The editor opened it in and inspected the artwork, then he sighed.
"You're late too often, Ara. If it weren't for the fact that the level of work was so high, I would have fired you long ago. Please, try to be on time. A deadline is a deadline after all."
Aranince shrugged again.
"I promise to try."
"You always say that."
"And you always say that."