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• Friday | March 09, 2018 | 05:32pm •
"you're good with computers and stuff right?" I asked
"I can take a look. what do you need?" He asked
"hold on"
I turned around and went back to my bedroom to grab my laptop. I was about to walk out of my room when I remembered what I was wearing—well not wearing—and realized that would probably be a problem. Then again I was kinda lazy so I just slipped on a pair of boxers and wore one of the robes I stole from him. They're comfortable as hell, he's bugging if he thinks I'm giving them back.
"okay so it's been bugging out for the past month. the camera light keeps coming on, I thought someone could be stalking me or some shit so I put tape on it. but then—what?" I said as I walked back into the living room but stopped when I noticed him checking me out
"is that...my robe?" He asked
"yeah"
"how many of them do you have, this is like the 3rd one I've seen on you"
"don't worry about all that, you not getting them back though" I warned
"nah keep 'em. they look way better on you than me so..."
"anyways like I was saying it's been bugging out, crashing and shit. just take a look at it. I've had this laptop for about 5 years and I've never had a problem till now" I said while handing it to him
"that right there may be your problem. you know how Apple be sabotaging their old products so you can buy newer models. you out here using a 2013 model, of course the shit don't work"
"you and your theories. just take a look at it and hopefully fix it, I don't got bread for a new one"
"yes sir...I mean boss" He said with a salute
"I'm about to make mac and cheese, you want?" I asked while walking to the kitchen
"baked mac and cheese? I didn't know you cooked"
"no boxed kraft mac and cheese, and exactly...'cos I can't"
"uh yeah I'll pass" He said
"you sure? I'm putting bacon in it"
"yeah still a no, what's the password again?"
I quickly ran back over and grabbed my laptop from him to type in the password.
"why won't you just tell me it?" He asked as I handed it back to him
"'cos it's embarrassing, I made it in like high school and it's been my password forever"
"if it's that embarrassing that you won't even tell me, then why is it still your password? change it"
"well one, it's my password so no one else needs to know it. and two, like I said it's been my password for-like-ever so I don't really feel like changing it"
