So as Tarah was typing about CAPCHAs she started to rub her nose. She thought it was for good luck when actually rubbing your nose is a clear sign you have a disease! She began backspacing her definition because it clearly sucked…. What will she do now?? She kept rubbing her nose out of boredom bringing more disease bad luck onto herself. She began whining as Chrissy kept typing away at this random narration of what Tarah was doing, but Chrissy didn’t care. So now Tarah is on Paint. She is stealing photos off of a website for her networking project. She then saves her stolen picture. She curses out loud, because Chrissy is still typing away. She then pastes her picture onto a PowerPoint slide. She is now expanding her picture. She looks bored. Now she has begun a new slide in her PowerPoint presentation. She begins twitching nervously and givers Chrissy a confused stare and asks, “What’s on your head?” Chrissy ignores her and keeps typing. Tarah does the same. She is now searching for more information. She types and types random things… because she can. She switches screens again and gathers more information off of the website she is on. So she backspaces again and retypes something new. She is saying Spam, Bots, protects your email. She is now goofing around. She is really kind of boring but continues rubbing her nose. She must like rubbing her nose. She is completely ignoring Chrissy. She smiles and suggests an idea to Chrissy. So she highlights and is probably going to copy and paste… or maybe not. She then reviews her slides and starts another one. She looks longing for a hotdog. She then gives Chrissy an odd stare and mumbles something inaudible. She has to pee she says. She then uses the lord’s name in vain and continues working. She begins highlight again. Her shoes are not that cool because Chrissy had them first, so yeah Chrissy’s cooler. She begins messing around again, boredly. The noises behind her do not faze her. She is a brick wall. She pauses. She keeps tying again insistently about CAPCHAs. Chrissy is pretty bored now. So she will end this narration…. And Tarah begins to cry.

The End.