Girl Gang

Chapter 25 - Hacking and Drag Races

Scarlett's POV:
I wake up again after what I assume was a few hours, alone. The curtains have been closed but still some afternoon rays peak out though the gaps.

Deciding to go get something to eat, I get up and stretch slowly. My stiff muscles complain as I do but I ignore the pain and make my way out of the room.

For the whole way from Ravens room to mine (where I washed and changed) all the way to the kitchen, I am greeted by nobody other than some patrolling guards that don't ever talk. Well that's until I open the kitchen door spotting Grant on his laptop at the table.

Acknowledging Grant with a silent nod and a small smile, I made my way to the fridge. Pulling out some fruit. I began to put together a fruit salad for my very late breakfast.

The atmosphere was comfortable, the room filled with the sound of my knife chopping and Grant typing. Everything seemed so normal even though in reality we were in a gang house that was at war with the bloody Russian mafia.

I had sat down and started to eat when Grant peered of his laptop at me an eyebrow raised. "What?" I ask.

"You wouldn't know anything about computers or security systems, would you?" Grant asked in a half joking half curious manner.

"I dabble." I responded nonchalantly as I ate. Immediately after I spoke Grant spun round the laptop so it was facing me showing a home lock screen.

"Hack this." So as Grant demanded I did as told and begin to work. The device was extremely secure so I ran upstairs and grabbed my phone, connecting it to the laptop and  doing the majority of the process on that. (AN: I know nothing about hacking of anything cyber related so please don't kill me for this 'hacking' if it's not right.)

"Finished." I said after about ten minutes. Grant had sat back and was looking at his phone by that time so when he heard my voice he jumped slightly, startled.

"Really?" Grant commented sceptically. "I didn't expect you to be able to do it especially not in a single day."
As Grant talked he spun the laptop again so it was facing him and examined the screen. "I guess I need to update my security measures so you can't get in huh?"

"No your security is pretty tough. It took me almost 10 minutes to hack it, most systems only take a few seconds to bypass for me but yours was intricate. I would suggest adding a fail-safe, something like a self destruct mode after a certain number of attempts." Grant just nodded his head silently. He still seemed a little shocked.

Felling sort of guilty for knocking down Grants confidence I suggest we both do something to lighten the mood.
"Do you wanna watch a movie?" I ask suddenly starterling Grant out of his shocked stupor.
Hesitantly he nodded his eyes still glued to his screen.
"Ok." I said as I shut the laptop slowly, "What do wanna watch?"

"Anything. I don't usually watch movies. Binging series is more my thing." Grant scratched his head in what I assumed was both confusion and slight fright of how I might react.

"Cool. I actually get really bored by movies I just suggested it because most people don't like watching BBCs Sherlock for hours on end."

"Did you say Sherlock?" Grant asked peeking up at the mention of the TV show. "I love that series. I have to say that the sexual tension between Sherlock and John is so thick you could cut it with a knife."

"Oh my god! You ship Johnlock too!" I exclaimed slapping the table.
"Of corse! You would be mad if you didn't."

Me and Grant carried on gossiping about Watson and Holmes on the way to the screen room. Scaring all the guards that stood along all the corridors as we passed though, with our drastic hand movements and loud voices.

"But seriously who could resist Benedict Cumberbatch with those cheek bones. You could cut yourself on them, right?"

"I know and his hair you just wanna run your fingers though it." I replied.

Grant and I didn't stop talking until the show was set up to play and then instead of joking around we mouthed every single word in sink with each other and the actors on screen.

It was actually a really fun afternoon we went to watch prison break then RuPaul's Drag Race where we continuously shouted at the TV and impersonated RuPaul.

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Raven:
I walked into the screen room after hearing loud exaggerated American accent impersonation only to find both my brother and Scarlet snuggled under a blanket clicking their fingers and pouting their lips adorable.

"Don't fuck it up!" The two shouted smiling and imitating Ru.
It brought a smile to my face watching the two. Grant a true introvert was openly talking and even shouting at Scarlet in a joke manner about how one of the people on the screen was a bitch for some reason.  Honestly I had tried to watch shows with Grant but I just get so bored so seeing someone purposely sitting and watching tv with him, that didn't hate the shows was nice

I stood for a long time listening half heartedly and thinking deeply. Scarlett really seemed to be enjoying herself she seemed happy setting there with my brother laughing and arguing about her favourite drag queen. Their connection was truly something. She had managed to get Grant out of his shell. Not in a romantic way because I'm pretty certain Grant is gay but in a way that he could just be himself. It was nice

But as I thought the memory couldn't help but surface. When we were at Noah's safe house, just before I revealed I was awake, I heard her. She was talking to Noah ,a world renounced assassin, with familiarity. She knows him.