“The computer’s doing something weird.” Pouts a little. He’s too concentrated on the computer to notice the fish bowl. “Look at the screen. It’s doing the flashy glitchy thing. Get rid of it for me, Conan.”
“Fine, fine” Conan muttered, shoving the fish bowl into the other’s arms. “Take care of this for me.”
The young boy then looked at the computer and tried his best to fix it. Honestly, Volkner was such a loser with computers.
