Small hands flew across the keyboard.
Suddenly.
There was a noise at the door.
Fatty skillfully switched the interface, turning it into a match-three game.
Emmy entered cautiously with Ann, "Brother, what are you doing?"
Fatty relaxed internally, "Nothing, take Ann to play next door, I'll come find you both later."
"Mom and Aunt are in the study discussing things. What will we have for lunch? They want us to think about it."
Emmy's eyes were filled with excitement.
Fatty's mind wasn't on food, he replied coldly, "Whatever, you decide."
"Huh?" Emmy was confused, "Brother, you're acting weird. You were strange downstairs too. What's going on?"
Fatty didn't speak, just felt annoyed.
He simply put on his headphones, "Give me five minutes. Let me know if Mom comes."
Emmy and Ann exchanged glances and walked over to Fatty.
Watching him rapidly type code.
