Why him?

Awkward morning

Jumped out of bed as usual on a rush to go for work. Entered my bathroom looking like one of those zombies in the movie Walking dead. My hair was all over my face, the drool that dried on my cheeks,oh the horror.

I started to brush my teeth and took a warm shower before getting into my slippers and went to my small kitchen to prepare myself breakfast. Grabbed a box of cereal and milk from the freezer.
I ate in silence as usual, then grabbed my phone and asked Carter to send
someone to pick me up in the next 20 minutes.

I started getting ready ASAP, brushed my hair and tied it into a neat ponytail, applied a light coat of make up (lip gloss and eye liner to be precise) just to give enough room for my natural beauty to shine, wore a yellow one sleeve short dress with an Louis Vuitton belt in gold, black hand bag with matching yellow shoes. Grabbed my phone and looked at myself in the mirror
"You're the freshest strawberry, they'll see" I said to my self

Okay was I a psycho now! I was literally smiling and talking to myself.
This is so pathetic, I stared into my brown nut eyes, narrow nose, my glossed lips and my overly annoying pointy chin.
I was awoken from my body inspection with a loud honk from outside, the car has arrived.
Holy crispy biscuits it was a freakin Lamborghini, and it had parked for me, I stepped out of my apartment and all my neighbours were watching in amazement with my grumpy Land Lord inclusive.

I entered the car and in a blink of an eye I had disappeared
When I got to GDB I rushed in and usually the atmosphere is always welcoming and calm but today everyone was in great panic, I watched my colleagues run up and down, I just stood there looking perplexed like a lost turd on the street. Not exaggerating though cause no one noticed my presence like I had less eyes on me today which was kind of a relief.

I entered one of the computer rooms to find majority of the company there watching as someone tried to type some codes but it looked like it was all in failure. I got a view of Vegas who looked rather worried, Steve was beside him. I asked one of my colleagues what was going on
"A virus has infected the main computer with all data of the company and even the coming product, all the specialists at system security have failed to scan it" he said. I ran silent for sometime thinking hard on what to do

"Can I try?" I asked as everyone turned my way...yeah I know I sounded stupid but at least I knew what I was saying, i guess. Vegas gave me that 'You can't do it' look.
Darn this guy, couldn't he just put his arrogant attitude aside for a while, he gets on my nerves sometimes I just want to punch his beautiful face and make those juicy lips bleed.

"You're just complimenting him instead of saying how you're going to hurt him" my inner self said to me

"No I'm not, I said I wanted to ruin his beautiful face therefore making it ugly duh" I said in my defense she just rolled her eyes at me

"Sir just give me that chance" I insisted. He looked my way again, he let out a loud and deep sigh before accepting

"Miss Brook just know that now my company is in your hands, if anything goes wrong you're to be sued" he coldly said making me swallow a large mass of saliva
"I know" I said and yet literally I didn't know what trouble I was getting myself into, so right now I had to crack my brain open

I sat infornt of the computer that had red light all over the screen, I took a deep breath and started typing, I tried a few codes but was shut down with the words 'access denied' several times.
I tried a different technique on how to identify and eliminate viruses, got my way through system analysis, I got abit blocked from reading the virus.
I was stuck, I called one of the best hackers I know, my sister Camilla.