Your Desktop...I Hate It (Cringe Warning)

"Your Desktop...It Needs Help"

"Lin... you really need to get a new desktop. The one you have now is dull... and sad looking..."
"You don't think I know that?"
"Yeah, but sometimes you just need someone to straight out tell ya'. Your desktop needs help."
"Well thanks for your concern Quinn."
Lin was upset that he couldn't find a desktop background that matched him. He has tried to find a new desktop for weeks but nothing felt right. He finally called Quinn to help him, Quinn is known as the match maker of personalities in her group of friends and she has found things for Lin multiple times before, so this wasn't anything new to neither of them.
"Dark, but not TOO dark. But vibrant and busy as the same time, but not too busy and vibrant. I'm not even half way done with your requests...you have a difficult personality."
While Lin was listening to how Quinn's list of requests from him, he suggested this. "Just grey then."
An agitated expression appeared on Quinn's face, "Then you won't be happy with your desktop, then the cycle will start over again. So don't change any of your requests."
"What if I added mor-" Right before Lin could finish his sentence, Quinn dove off the bed, which was behind his chair, and almost flipped the chair Lin was sitting in as she slapped her hand over his mouth and restrained him in his chair with her arm from behind. "Finish that sentence and you won't have a computer to pick a desktop for." It was awkwardly silent and neither moved for a couple of seconds before Quinn could slightly feel Lin's jaw move, "Don't bite me, Lin. We're not in second grade anymore-"
"I'm gonna do it." His voice was muffled, of course because Quinn's hand was over his mouth.
"I swanny, Lin I will flip this chair before you can even get your teeth out of my hand-"
"I'm gonna do it."
"Lin-"
"Can't stop me."
Right after he said that, Quinn jerked her hand back and lunged her whole body backwards, almost doing a backflip. "wELP. aNyWaY. We're getting off track, we need to find you a desktop that actually matches your personality."
"You don't think I know that? And you messed up my shirt. I don't know why we're doing this hours before graduation."
"Because we can."

Quinn grabbed her cap and gown from off the bed and turned off Lin's computer, "Come on, we gotta get to school before our families get there."
"Yeah, I don't want my grandma to joke about being late."
"Your grandma's nice, Lin, but my god she makes so many jokes about us being 'together.'"
"She's never gonna stop, you know that right?" Lin chuckled and got out of his chair. "Now that our little dialogue is pretty much over- we're even later now." Quinn was out the door when Lin grabbed his stuff. They walked out the door and jumped into an uber.