I typed out the food order I knew by heart after all these years.

‘Peanut butter donuts with chocolate drizzle and sprinkles. A vanilla iced coffee with extra syrup. Extra sugar. Hash browns, two of them. And last, a plain English muffin, only toasted with butter.’

‘You know…you could just use the password instead of my breakfast order.’

I rolled my eyes.

‘You change the password too often. It’s easier this way.’

‘Ha-ha. Alright, Kharon, what do you want? Whose computer ...