Passive Aggressive Password Novels & Stories

Paine felt the urge to wipe his tears again when he heard her, “Well. I’m worried about my eighty-million-dollar watch as well.” Baz patted his shoulders. “I’m surprised that your house was governed by smart devices, Mr. Paine. Also, don’t you think your password is a little narcissistic?” “What’s so narcissistic about it? It’s the truth! Don’t you think I’m good-looking?” “Well. You can't use the same password anymore because of how loud you yelled earlier. I think the onlookers heard it.” “Given the state my villa’s in, I’ll have to change everything. My poor, poor sweetheart…” Paine was more upset at the mention of his sweetheart.

She asked with a blush on her face. "Your birthday." Eric was blushing as well. "All the passwords of my accounts are your birthday. The ones that are four-digit will be the month and date of your birthday and the ones that have six digits are the year, month, and date of your birthday." Layla would not have been so shy if she were not in her parent's house. She ran outside with Eric's phone, and Elliot turned to stare at Eric. "When did you change all your passwords to my daughter's birthday?"

His eyes were fixed on the computer as he turned a deaf ear to her. Paige did not know what to say. She looked at Chris, finding him annoying. Paige had a strong dislike for that quality in Chris. He could just say he was angry, speak his mind, and tell her what he was mad about. If her behavior had offended him in any way, she could just change. However, Chris was passive-aggressive, giving her the silent treatment. Paige was tempted not to give Chris any attention. In fact, she wanted to turn around and walk out the door. She could fight fire with fire and give him a dose of his own medicine.

She attempted Zac's birthdate. Incorrect password! People were always reminded not to use their own birthdays as passwords. However, Zac was very smart and didn't even intend to use it in the first place. He had a better date in his mind. After thinking about it for a long time, she typed her own birthdate. "Incorrect Password!" the screen announced. 'Silly, why would he use my birthdate?' she asked herself. Perhaps, it could be Leila's birthdate. But she had no idea when it was!

Leona jokes, laughing at the offended look on Liviana’s face. “No, of course not.” Liviana denies, thinking to be a serious question. Violet snorts. “She’s only kidding.” She says. “I don’t get it.” Liviana frowns. “Yeah, I can see that,” Leona chuckles. Violet shushes the woman, gently slapping her arm in warning as she goes on to explain. “The name of a person’s first pet is a common choice of use for a password, so when somebody is trying to hack them, that tends to be one of the first questions they ask.”

This time, I needed proof of when Leo and Jessica's betrayal started. As a software engineer, I knew Leo's password habits inside and out. He always treated me like I was an idiot who couldn't understand his finance job. He was so arrogant and careless that he never bothered to hide it from me. I walked over to the personal laptop Leo had left at home, the one he said was strictly for work and never let me touch. The password field blinked on the screen. I entered "Max0315", his dog's name, followed by its birthday.

“Even if I’m sentenced, you’ll have to let me know what I did wrong, don’t you?” “The password!” She glared at him and squeezed two words out of her mouth. The password... He looked at her, obviously afraid of her misunderstanding again, and hurriedly explained, “The password on the laptop was set up four years ago, and I haven’t used the laptop for four years. Basically it has become an abandoned product, so I don’t bother to change the password.” He explained in a magnetic hoarse voice. Summer turned her head away from him, not listening to him and struggled to free herself from his grip.

As Zivon rubbed his temple, he heard Maison add, “Don’t worry, Daddy! Mommy just wants a bit of privacy, that’s all! Anyway, I’ll share it with you! It’s 090909!” …Was the password an indirect way of saying, ‘You go, you go, you go’? It reminded him that she had bought the apartment unit while she was still mad… and honestly, that probably contributed to her earlier anger episode. Looks like he had failed to coax her that well last night… Shaking his head, he then keyed the password in before entering the apartment…

I said, typing commands like crazy and struggling not to lose him. "I see that fucker!" Alan burst through my earphones. "He is going to the bait and trying to open the new projects' folder." "What kind of a password do we have there?" I asked since Norton and Alan were the ones who had prepared the bait folder. "It's a standard password with small and capital letters, two digits, and a special sign. We thought that the hacker would become suspicious if the access was too easy," Norton replied. "If it's the same hacker who broke into the system before, then he is good enough to break the code quickly. It should take him approximately three to five minutes to break the code."

Since Collins had said the software sent him a message, someone else had to be using it. I entered the first password. The familiar green acceptance symbol appeared. The last time I tried to access it, every password had been rejected because the software was corrupted by someone I don't know. Who could have reactivated it? It required three password layers before anyone could access the system. The second password was my mum's nickname—Beatrice229. The final password was my dad's nickname—Nelson230. Oh my goodness... I almost screamed, but I held myself. I didn't want Collins to know anything about this.