Her eyes were wide and cast upward at him when he came in. She shut the door but only a crack. No one would attack her. Okay, computer problem. She put her hands on her hips and stepped forward. “Hmm, okay. Where is the patient? And by patient I mean the computer in question. And tell me exactly what you mean by ‘crashed’. Did it blue screen? Is it a Mac? Did it just shut off? Did it flicker like an old television?” She rattled off the questions slowly but kept her hands on her hips, tapping as she would receive information.
He quickly pulled his macbook out of his bag and set in on the table. “Right here. Her name is Emma. It’s a Mac. It just stopped working. No blue screen it just kinda froze a wigged out. So yeah television.” Chanyeol looked desperately between his beloved laptop and his neighbor. “Please tell me you can help me.” He went over quickly and caressed the top of his computer “She was so young, it was too soon.”