7. Wifey Steve

Steve cursed, wailed, tapped his laptop, shook it and tried restarting it again. But in vain. It was dead, his opponent had released a virus as a counter-attack and now his laptop was gone, like all the other times. This was the fifth time and it was getting on his nerves. The person was strong, he had to give credit.

"Still not able to crack it?" A voice spoke beside him, startling him. He was almost scared to death by the unexpected attack. He patted his heart to calm himself.

"Is it necessary to sneak up on me? You scared me." Steve complained, narrowing his eyes.

"How am I at fault if you get scared due to any slightest noise? Scaredy cat."

"I am not a scaredy-cat."

"Yes, and I am not Adrian." Adrian sassed and walked away from Steve, not waiting for him.

"Hey, wait for me." Steve dropped his laptop on the desk and ran behind him. But Adrian did not slow down. Instead, he walked faster. It took some time for Steve to match his steps.

"Where are we going?"

"Don't know."

"What?"

Adr