Click~ Lams Internet AU [on hiatus that may last forever]

Chapter 25

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"What are you doing?" Francis asked peering over James' shoulder. 

"I'm hacking, Francis. Can't you see?" Reynolds scoffed.

"Er, no. That's just a bunch of kitty pictures," He frowned. 

"I-" James blushed in embarrassment and closed the shown tab, now revealing Instagram. "That was nothing."

Francis sighed and collapsed on the couch. "What are we supposed to do anyway?"

"I'll be hacking, while you tell me everything you know about John and the others."

"I only know a few of them-"

"That's better than one," He deadpanned.

"Good point," Francis mumbled. "From as far as I know, John with his friends to go to New York to attend Peggy's party."

"She's scary," James shuddered.

"No, she's usually really bubbly. But yes, she could be if you're not on good terms with her."

"So, party, right? I already know this bit."

Francis nodded. "Mhm, so you went there to spy on them. But unfortunately, that didn't work out."

"I knowwww!"

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah."

"I'm trying to find out what happened at the rest of the party," James stated typing on his keyboard. "That's why I'm trying to hack."

"Ever thought checking if the posts are even public?" Francis asked and he stopped typing.

"Nope."

"Wow, usually you're the smart guy here."

"Not so much," He shrugged. He duplicated the Instagram tab and searched his 'wife's' account. "It's private."

"Check her followers. Surely her friends are following her. If I recall correctly, there was Peggy, John, Lafayette, James, and Theodosia. And Eliza. Oh, and do you remember the guy who carried you out?" He laughed.

"Hey, he was strong!" James pouted. "And I think it was Hector? Harry? Wait no- Hercules!"

"Alright, now check their profiles out!" Francis said eagerly. James nodded and clicked on each of Maria's followers, making sure it was her friends. 

Once he was done, he said, "There's nothing."

"Then we hack."

"I hack. And stop being so smart that's my job-"

"How are you even going to do that?" Francis cocked his head.

"Do what?" Reynolds frowned.

"Hack, duh," He exclaimed.

He smirked. "A hacker never tells his secrets."

"Or her. Or they. Or any other pronouns."

Reynolds raised an eyebrow. "Since when did you support tr-?"

"I said nothing-"

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"Can't we just skip our classes?" Peggy begged.

John frowned. "No."

It was the morning after the party and the group of friends were helping in cleaning since they weren't able to the previous night. At least, most people are, Peggy was whining.