365 Ficlets - Day #280 ~ "GPA"

“I hate that shit, man. I mean why is it that whenever someone is ‘hacking’ or writing a virus or enhancing some kind of image, video or audio that they are always dancing around and clapping their hands and high-fiving with their hacking buddy? Does anyone who doesn’t really know anything about computers really believe that this is what actually happens?”

Terry nodded, admittedly without taking his eyes from his screen, his fingers still moving at speed as he typed line after line of code into the terminal window.

“I mean it’s not like that, right? You want this last slice of pizza?”

Terry shook his head, but still did not turn away from his work.

“So what you workin’ on T?”

For a few moments Terry did not respond, he was clearly finishing a thought, but then he took his hands off the keyboard and turned to Hugh;

“Well, mi compadré, I think that I can say wtih some certainty that we can have whatever grades we want this year.”

“No way, that’s outstanding!”

It was as their hands met in a high-five that Hugh realised.