Watching Felix whistling under my window fills my heart with joy. He waves and mouths something.
"What?"
In response to my question, he says, "Hurry up. I am bored."
I can hear him clearly, and so can Art. He mutters, "Typical." I nod and return to find my laptop charger. It has to be in one of the drawers.
"This has happened before, right?"
Art says "Yes," and continues watching me.
"You will not say anything else?" I ask. A wave of relief washes over me. I have found not only my laptop charger but also the power bank and my diary. I missed my diary. I don't write in my diary in the usual way. I always write in my own cryptic language, so that my secrets remain mine alone.
"I answered the question you asked," Art says shrugging. He looks amused.
