Emily's life had never been simple. From a
troubled childhood to an adulthood spent
navigating various mental health issues, she
did think there was no way it could get worse.
Even if it did, at least she had her therapist to
fall back upon for guidance. That is, until
Emily realised none of her life was actually
real, not even her.

Every night she dreamed of the same man. A
hideous, obnoxious arsehole who lived in his
mother's basement where he spent his time
arguing with anyone and everyone on social
media. And when he wasn't arguing with
random strangers? He was trying to write his
debut novel. Whilst the stranger hadn't quite
figured out the plot details, he had at least
fully fleshed out his starring character, a
young woman named Emily.