Mikhael…
I am feeling a little light-headed this morning. Is it because sleep did not come to me early last night or because of the "YAM", silly me. I hope no one is noticing me on the floor. They might think I'm crazy. The floor is a warzone again. Calls are queuing. But no amount of irate callers will cover the joy I am feeling in my chest for what had happened. MJ and I are official. We are a couple.
"Hey dude, What's up. You look dashing today.", Paul appears in front my unit from nowhere. "Why are you here alone? Aren't you having your usual coffee?"
"Not now dude. I'll pass.", I say shortly.
"Hmm, what's new? By the way, here is the program you are asking for last night.", Paul hands me a flashdrive. "Just plug it in, run the program and look for the folder you want to open. Make
