"She's a ballet dancer."
"Yes, I can see that." pictures of a blonde human girl dancing in various productions were spread across the screen, "The question is why a ballet dancer would be considered a possible threat to our anonymity."
I scrolled deeper into the data. It's really lovely how well our surveillance programs work. Of course, they make it so easy for us, with all their social networking.
"There, it is, sir." I said, stopping.
Leaning in to read it more closely he gave a chuckle and shook his head, "Well, I'll be extinct. She's a hacker."
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Dreams
General FictionEthan dreams of Maribelle, the beautiful and popular dancer, every night, but in his dreams she's not the same person as she seems to be in reality. Meanwhile, Maribelle struggles with facing an image of herself she has painted, one that she feel...
