My Mom Said It Was Just A Toy When My Brother Ruined My Research Computer Before Graduation

worst part. The worst part was the puddle of sticky neon-green soda dripping through the top ventilation grates, seeping directly into the motherboard and the graphics card. I could hear the circuits frying. A thin wisp of gray smoke curled lazily from the ruined metal.

Matthew tossed the bat onto my unmade bed. He wiped his hands on his expensive designer continue reading …