Novel & Cerita Passive Aggressive Password

I guess he got so attached to Aaron by troubling him that he has even made it one of his passwords. Anyway, I quickly went to his FF, typed his username, and then started trying the passwords one by one. And it was 'Aaronhardboy’ itself his FeatureFolio password. But then that security verification via email popped on the screen. So bad. Now I need to hack his email too. I quickly went back, got his account 'ashercarterstark@expensive.com' from the keystrokes, and then tried logging in with the passwords. 'eatsleepworkinfires' was the password. I logged in within a minute and then verified the new device login, then deleted the mail. Hope Asher hasn't seen the mail yet. No way, he won't see

And I know exactly what I’m looking for. I pad over to his desk first. His laptop’s closed. Locked. Of course it is. He’s paranoid—but arrogant, too. I know his go-to passwords. I’ve dated the man for more than half of my life. It’s the same bullshit every time. He is vain. And arrogant. Which means he probably still uses the same damn password he did five years ago. I key in his old standby: Elena1970. Click. Stupid. So fucking stupid. I pull up his inbox. Emails. Calls. Contacts. My heart’s beating way too fast but I keep going. I’m looking for one thing.

An interface asking for a password popped up. It was a password with four digits. I input Seth's birth date without hesitation. Wrong password. I input 1111 again. Once again, it was a wrong password. The system prompted that I had input a wrong password twice in a row. At the same time, it warned me that if I input another wrong password, the cell phone would be locked. "What should I do?" "I have only one chance left. I can't get the password right at all." "But what would the four-digit password be?"

“You’re definitely a strange girl. Well, his password is the same for everything. TOOBIGTOOBALLSY. In all caps, no space.” I broke out into a fit of giggles, then tried to cover it up with my hand. “Too big too ballsy?? That’s Nero’s password for everything? How has he not been hacked?” “I honestly don’t know. I think he has the fear factor. Nobody hacks a Xevier. Most of our population is rich. We’ll find you one way or the other.”

I said, pushing off his bike and walking toward mine, "that’s what Tess’s password is." The silence that followed was absolute. Then Tyler snorted. He shook his head, and a laugh bubbled up. "You’re fucking with me." "I wish I was," I said, swinging a leg over my bike. I didn’t look at him. "Her password. It’s ‘TylersBigDumbCock’. All one word. No spaces." Another beat of silence. I could practically hear the gears grinding in his head. "Okay," he said slowly, drawing the word out. "I get the ‘big’ part. I can even live with the ‘cock’ part. But… dumb? Why the hell would it be dumb?"

"Mr. Wight, are you suggesting that I'm pretending?" Ryker didn't state it so directly and instead feigned surprise. "21 chances wasted just like that. Is the password really that difficult to guess?" "It's not difficult to guess. On the first day, I tried entering my birthday, his birthday, and our wedding anniversary." Deirdre sneered. "These were the only possible passwords that I could think of, but they all failed. What can I do? Of course, I can only try random combinations, hoping that one day, I can get the right combination by sheer luck."

I asked and he nodded "But it is a dream that it is not going to come true cos a lame crazy girl like you can never know the password " He said as he grinned wickedly at me and walked away Stupid asshole He is downgrading me already.. "Just wait till I know the password and I will make you lick my feet " I yelled and I looked at the door He said his password is quite unique and special What could it be?? Perhaps is it his favorite food?? Gosh I don't even know his favorite food

“I knew it was an act.” “Good...” I turned around to face him,“... I will help you get your money back and about the password, it’s simple. It is my date of birth,12 09 01,that’s it. He uses it for every transactions. Now that I have given you the password, it is settled then.” He smiled. “It is. But you are forgetting one thing.” ARRRGH!!!What is wrong with this guy?!! “What?!” He cupped my cheeks.

I bothered him and asked him what his password was. "Ahmm it's our anniversary," he answered. My eyebrows immediately arched at what he said. "W-what?" I stammered in confirmation. "I said my password is our anniversary. You probably still remember that, right?" he said and grinned. "A-ah o-okay." And immediately pressed (1*24) and it rang signaling that the door was open. I can't believe that his password is actually our anniversary. Why isn't it him and his wife's anniversary?

Every time I put in Dad's old user ID and password, it was rejected. Dad, what were you hiding? Biting my bottom lip, I racked my brain for possible passwords. I tried the obvious ones—our birthdays, their anniversary, our lot numbers, and our card PINs. All were denied. I straightened with one hand on my waist and my anxiety had me chewing my nails over not knowing the password. Dad, what could you have used? Out of the corner of her eyes, I knew Tameka was stealing glimpses of what I was doing while she flipped through her documents, pretending to mind her own business.