"Hmm. Someone snuck into the security room and introduced a virus into the internal network through the surveillance system." Roseanne: "Who could it be?"

Owen: "The person was masked. Couldn't make out their face, but it's someone from inside Kingswell University for sure." Roseanne pursed her lips.

"We can't let them get away with this. It's a virus this time, who knows what it will be next."

Holding his smartphone, Owen let out a low chuckle.

The IT guy next to him looked puzzled. What's so funny?

That sudden laughter was kind of spooky...

Owen replied, "Alright, I'll follow your lead."

Roseanne smiled, put down her phone, and stood up to head for a shower.

...

The headache from his hangover made Murray gasp for air.

He sat up and glanced outside. It was still dark. He had slept through an entire day and night.

His stomach started to ache again. He skillfully grabbed the antacid from the nightstand and washed it down with the now cold water.

through his esophagus into his stomach gave

overused, they say. Still, nothing beats a good diet. Come on, get up and have this bowl of ginger chicken soup I made..." "Too sweet for you?

tonight? I've been nurturing your stomach with soups and broths for weeks now. This

so

you come home drunk like this again, I'm really

or else I-Mmph! Why do you always do this when I ask you to have soup,

"Stop drinking."

don't like you when

the pot. I'm

...

with Roseanne kept flashing through Murray's

always been

a grandmother, but she'd

in a good mood, he enjoyed her care and

on bad days, when work was stressful and Roseanne kept nagging,

and more often than not, they would end up

Gradually, she nagged less.

find her waiting on the couch, with a bowl of hot soup ready for

she had become more understanding, even feeling

What man doesn't socialize?

drinking is like going to a party and

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