7 Deadly Roommates (Mean Gods Book 1) by George Saoulidis

Author:George Saoulidis [Saoulidis, George]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mythography Studios
Published: 2018-07-31T05:00:00+00:00

She woke up and it was dark. Feeling groggy, she stumbled all over things and went to get a glass of water. It was frequent for her to divide her sleep-time like that. She never could sleep the entire eight hours, and she had read somewhere that her way had been the right way for hundreds of years. It was the 9-to-5 work schedule and electric lights that forced the solid block of sleep-time for people. Even so, she always woke up halfway there.

She checked her phone. Yup, 3 a.m. She was feeling refreshed but she still should get that next block of sleep if she didn’t wanna feel groggy the entire workday afterwards.

Ava’s words bounced around in Evie’s mind for hours on end. Such a simple thing. Charge for it. She felt angry at the woman for pointing out the obvious, preparing a comeback in her mind, rant about unemployment and how the previous generation screwed the entirety of Greece’s youth, but then she calmed herself and let it sink in.

Charge for it.

No, Ava wasn’t stupid. Evie was.

She logged on get Agora secret profile and checked the stats. Thousands of uses listed for her artwork. Hundreds of comments, many of them praising her about representation. Many of them asking for more sculptures.

Evie slapped her forehead and winced, because it hurt more than she expected. “Ow! I’m so stupid,” she said to no one.

Was this an opportunity? A, what do they call it, a niche? An unused part of the market she could serve?

Frowning, she wrote the update on her artist profile. She knew what she wanted to write and finished up quickly, but didn’t press enter. Her finger hovered over the button.

‘I’m accepting commissions, 100 euro each. DM me for details.’

The update was so simple. Just a gear shift in the mindset. No, she didn’t consider herself a professional by any rate, she wasn’t delusional. If anything, she lacked the courage to say she was one even if at some point she ended up being one.

Just a simple gear shift. Charge for services. For something people wanted. For pixels, for bits and bytes, air intangible. Evie wasn’t unused to people paying for intangibles, every DLC for every game, every in-app-purchase in the various apps she used every day, that was it, paying for intangibles. She had been buying intangibles all her life.

But she never thought she could be the one doing the selling.

A simple mental gear shift.

It took her four hours of unrest and pacing up and down in her jammies to make the decision.

At some point at 4 a.m. she said, “Fuck it!” and pressed enter.

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