I'm begging them with my eyes to make the thesis appear on Tandy's screen, like it always does. Whose cord would be in mint condition after traveling for miles in the wilderness, with more than a few close calls along the way? But that doesn't mean it's my cord's fault. I mean, I know I'm not brand spanking new. I look at Tandy and Mouse who are sitting frozen nearby, probably still think they're so bright, putting the blame on my cord. Those are some of my happiest memories.Īnd now it's gone. Well, he did the typing I watched and glowed. Staying up all night typing away, just the two of us. All the time he's spent reading by my light. Come to think of it, it's been important to me too, come to think of it. The Master lost his thesis, which, I'm not 100% sure what that is, but I know it's gotta be important.
“Now I won't graduate.” She leans down close to him.
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