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David rang the doorbell of the dormitory where Linus lived, and stepped back slightly out of manners. He waited patiently for someone to open the door, but after a few minutes a waiting, he decided to ring another time. Again he stepped back from the door, and again no one answered. David figured that constantly pressing the doorbell would catch someone's attention eventually. After about 7 minutes of this, someone finally responded. "All right, all right! Stop ringing that damn bell!" David looked down and saw a boy that looked like he was in his mid teens. The boy looked up at David in return. "Who are you?" the boy demanded, glaring up

David looked around Linus' room, and immediately spotted his computer. He walked over to an armchair that was in the far corner and threw his jacket on it, before placing his bag on the bed. "So this is the trouble maker?" David asked, walking over to the desk and crouching down to get a better look at the model. "What exactly is wrong with it?" He stood up again and turned around to face Linus, who, to David's surprise and worry, was as red as a tomato. "Uhh… Linus? You okay mate?" David took a step towards Linus looking concerned. Linus seemed to snap back to reality. He pushed a hand up to his face as if to try and hide his blush

David's mobile started to ring. He pulled it out of his pocket and checked the number. "Oh, Hi Anna" David said, smiling slightly to himself. His little sister always used to call him when she was at work, but not since he had come to visit. "Is there anything important that you need to tell me? You don't usually call when I'm in town" "Oh, no. Nothing special, I just wanted to ask you a favour." "Sure, what is it?" David leant back in the chair. "A friend of mine has some computer problems. I was wondering if you could go around to his place later and see if you could fix it. Please?" Anna replied. David could nearly hear Anna's smile

"Shit" Linus ducked out from underneath his desk, smoke still coming out of his computer. "Fuck!" Running a hand through his hair, he looked around for his mobile. "Now where, did I put it again!?" He said out loud to himself, looking around his room. It was in a mess. Dirty linen all shoved over to one corner, books stacked high in odd piles, because the shelves held no space for them. The bedside table was cluttered with papers and other things, his alarm clock wasn't even visible underneath everything, and he had a slight hint that the alarm clock wasn't even on the table, but actually lying on the floor, long forgotten since the start o