"My turn. I swear to heaven I will put your story to shame." Foster exclaimed, pumping his chest with a closed fist and pointing his index finger at Kim's face. "Meh, fine. I'm ready." Kim responded with a facial expression that conveyed a lack of enthusiasm. Engineering dropouts turned starving artists, Foster and Kim sat on their king-size bed, legs crossed over each other. "Picture this: a domesticated house cat named Furry sleeps comfortably on the ground, curled up with his tail near his head. His owners gave him an emerald cord - it's like a collar, but for the feline's tail . Foster stopped as he sensed Kim's confusion at the deafening silence around them. “See, that's a thing in this story's universe. Hey, taillace might be a cool new product for today's cat lovers!" Hearing the word "emerald", Kim remembers their first meeting three years ago, in a cafe, just after the launch of Kim's latest book. Young Foster sat awkwardly but proudly in the vacant chair directly across from Kim, despite not being known or invited, while holding a copy of her children's book. Are you still here? I feel darkness in here." "Um yeah, I'm sorry. Just, remember, nothing important. "Whew. Okay. A few moments later, he felt something was wrong. Something moved somewhere. The peaceful greenery of the surroundings suddenly turned into a hot, dangerous orange. Furry then tried to flex his legs and Wagged his tail as he tried to get up. His tail was a little lighter than before - his cord had been taken away from him. Worried, he tried to walk in circles hoping it would fall near him, but it wasn't. not there .Furry decided...... middle of paper... rry's vision, pink and yellow, turned once again to an ebony black with dark purple spots. on a fish skeleton. Foster finished his story. This ending was so lame! What happened to his tail cord? And a fish skeleton? Really?" Kim was shocked, expecting a much better ending for the children's story. "Well, I learned this 'twist' trick from a famous bestselling children's book author! I won't give it a reasonable ending until you give me back my Seriously, it's really dark blue there. Foster, an aspiring children's book writer with the case of grapheme color synesthesia, responded: "Your underpants are your blindfold. Naughty, huh?" Foster's girlfriend Kim responded. Throughout their battle for the title of "best children's story writer of all time", they played tag and were blindfolded..