The Bad Boy Computer Programmer At Wattpad

EMAIL FROM WATTPAD

**Amanda**

Dressed in her favorite sloth pajamas with her face smothered in a pillow, Amanda felt strange movements in her hair. She sprung up clawing at her curls, fearing a giant bug might be crawling through her tresses. As she batted at her head in a half-asleep state, Amanda's eyes landed on a feline lounging next to her on the sheets--licking her chops and massaging her whiskers with a paw. "Winnie!" Amanda exhaled a sigh of relief as she slumped back into the cozy warmth of her blankets. "I appreciate your concern for my lack of grooming, but--don't. No. Licking. Your human."

Obedient only in some other dimension, Winnie bumped her head against Amanda's, then proceeded to lick her forehead and rub the side of her body across her human's face. Amanda giggled. "Winnie!"

Stretching an arm towards her nightstand, Amanda grabbed her cell and scrolled through her notifications. She stopped when she got to an email sitting in her FreeMail inbox. "Wattpad?" she whispered. "Why would they send me an email?"

Clicking on the link, Amanda read the following:

[To: YoDaBestR2D2@FreeMail.com

From: DataFett@Wattpad.com

Amanda

We received your ticket (copied below) reporting a bug in The Create Page section on our site. The specifics of your issue were unclear to our developers. Would you be willing to arrange a time to chat online via video with someone at Wattpad so we can get this problem fixed as quickly as possible?

Please let us know if this might be a possibility. We generally use Discord or Google Hangouts for these type of conversations, but we'd be happy to accommodate you if you have a preference for another type of communication. We hope to clear this matter up soon.

Thank you for your patience,

Ian
Wattpad Headquarters

Copy of your support ticket here:]

Now sober, Amanda put her hand over her lips as she reread what she'd written in the bug report form. "Oh, hell," she whispered. "I swear I don't remember this sounding so--. Oh, fucking, hell. They're going to kick me out of Wattpad!"

Heart racing, Amanda flipped onto her stomach and typed a group text to Geri, Jeannie and Mona.

[Amanda: Wattdrunk Friday has resulted in a casualty. Please help!]

[Amanda: I might drive myself off a cliff instead of going to work today!]

Tapping the sides of her cell with her fingers, Amanda whispered, "Please, please, please. Someone?"

Winnie rubbed her chin on the edge of the phone, desperately hinting she'd like a few rubs behind the ears or a belly message. When Amanda gently pushed her away so she could see the text screen, the cat hopped up on her human's back and curled into a furry bowling ball.

[Geri: ?????]

[Amanda: Remember when you guys told me to send a support ticket?]

[Amanda: Well--I sent one.]

[Geri: Yay?]

[Amanda: There are no yays here! There is only yikes!]

[Geri: Not following]

[Jeannie: Sorry! I'm at work. What's happening?]