Chapter 7- The One Time Electronics and Bathtubs Mix

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It had been a while. A very long while. She hadn't gotten up to eat, drink, go to the bathroom, or even just to move around in 6 six hours. Her head was pounding, and her body was begging her to take care of herself. But what did she do? She sat in her bathtub and coded out of spite. Her plan was simple. She simply just wanted to hack in, then send Seven a text that said s t o p. Then, she would tell him that she knew how the hacker did it, then explain her process. He'd understand that she was smarter than he thought, and he'd shut the hell up.

Finally, she was there. She knew that he would be suspicious, so she had to act fast. The server probably had something that warned him when a hacker got in, so she had to do as much as she could outside before she shot through and sent the message. Then, she would start up all of her security measures and wait.

With one press of a button, the code ran and sent the message. She shut down everything, booted up the security, then closed her computer. She held her breath for a while, staring at the wall out in front of her. She really had been sitting there for six hours, huh?

She stood, then stretched out. She was stiff from the uncomfortable nature of the tub. But, it was worth it. She was excited to prove Seven wrong. She wanted so badly for him to be snapped out of his opinion of her, suddenly being forced to form a new one. It was perfect.

She took care of everything she needed to do, then sat down with a bowl of cereal. As she ate, she watched her phone. When Seven let people know, she had to know exactly when.

Her phone buzzed and she tapped on the notification excitedly.

It was her friend sending her a meme.

She exited out and sighed. Nope. 

She scooped up a spoonful of cereal and stared at it. "Maybe it didn't work." She mumbled.

Then, her phone buzzed again.

She picked it up and looked at the notification. "New Chatroom".

She smirked, then opened it.

707: Who else got a text?

Jaehee: I have no clue what you're talking about.

707: I was trying to find out who attacked me, and then I got a text from an unknown number through the app

Yoosung: And you have no idea who sent it??

707: Nope

Yoosung: Scary!

It's gonna be okay, Yoosung, don't worry!

Yoosung: You really do sound like you're trying to be my mom or something...

Jaehee: And you have no idea who sent it?

707: Nope

Is there any chance that I could help? I know a thing or two about coding.

707: No.

Why not?

707: Because I don't want you getting hurt in any way.

But I'm pretty sure I could give you some valuable information.

707: You don't know what you're doing.

The person has to be an amateur right?

707: MC, stop.

But, Seven

707: Just give me a few moments to think. I'll be back when I come up with something.

Seven left.

MC took a deep breath in, then picked up her bowl and took it to the sink. She dumped out all the cereal, then cleaned out the milk. Once it was dry she walked out to the middle of the apartment.

She looked down at the bowl for a moment.

Then she shattered it.

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