You were sat at your desk, back aching from attempting to not slouch. Your room was dim, the only light being a small lamp on your nightstand and the harsh glow of your computer. Even when you glanced away from the screen or shifted to get a sip of water, the white light of your screen was practically burned into your vision. It was-what, almost 12 at night? You honestly didn’t know how you spent so long and didn’t even have half of your essay finished. After almost two hours, you had found all the perfect sources for your evidence, and so far, no sign of BEN. Aside from the headache, the stress you felt started to lift once you started to realize that all you had to do was add your evidence, include sources, and conclude.

Then, suddenly, each tab started to close. One by one. At first you thought you were just seeing things, but..nope, they were gone. Your heart sunk as you groaned. Some of those websites took almost an hour to find, and now they were all gone. But, BEN clearly wasn’t done toying with you yet. Another tab opened, then another, with each one being more ridiculous than the last. First a video of a tiny orange kitten falling into a bowl of milk, then a website where you took care of your own digital hamsters, and it just kept going.

Before you could do anything, BEN opened a new document and wrote,

”Your welcome :)”

Damn bastard.

You sat at your desk, turning on your laptop. You were about to look something up, maybe something for work or just something random that came to your mind during the day. Your mouse clicked on the search bar, your previous searches appearing under it. You didn’t pay much attention to it, but then the top, most recent search caught your eye.

’Majora’s Mask Zelda memes’

You squinted slightly. When had you ever searched for memes ? If you did, it certainly wouldn’t be about Majora’s Mask, so who had…?

Then, it hit you. BEN. Obviously. Why wouldn’t he use your search history? You rolled your eyes and opened up Cleverbot where you often communicated with BEN.

”Are you searching up memes on my computer?” You typed, waiting for his response.