Ashanti
Almost like coding.
“What are you doing?” I ask curiously, looking confused as I watch him type away
“Hacking into the System Database” Came His clipped answer, a Signal that he Won't Give up Much information.
“Bingo” I squint My eyes at the screen, at the Sound of his Voice, “Son's name is Roman, was born August 5. There's no Other information about his friends, School, or Anything Else.”
“What about the year?”
“It doesn't say here”
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