Bismillah
Me: Moms my phone!
Mams: Well actually we found the number.
Me: And who is it?
Mams: A certain Mickaël
Me: And what did you do?
Moms: He's dead
Me: WHAT? Did you kill him?
Yazid: She's stupid. I swear she's stupid.
I glare at Yazid.
Mams: No he died. It's a stolen number, let's say. Apparently he who called you is a good computer scientist or he has a good computer scientist.
Me: Oh cool
Lamine: The next time we call but the HP
Me: Uuuuuuu what will it be used for? The guy can do the same thing with our stolen number
Lamine: Put it that's all
Me: Pfff
Lamine: Pffff not to me....
I go up to my room without listening to him and it drives him nuts. I want my mooort
Me: TIGER COME SEE MAMA!
And he comes. I play with him a bit after I go downstairs to cook.
