Suri Nightingale
When I got back to my room, the first thing I noticed was the two boxes–one small and one big–on my living room table. Yes, I have my own living room, like what the hell, right?
I cautiously walked over to it, wondering what it could be and who could have put it there, but when I saw what it was, I flipped.
My own laptop and cellphone and in the newest version, too. I don’t think it’s even been released to the public yet. Damn.
I ripped through the packaging in seconds and stared at the expensive technology that was now in my hands. It seemed so unreal since all my life I could only afford those that were second hand and even recently, they had given up on me from how outdated they were so I had nothing.
I said earlier that I didn’t want to use most of the perks, b
