FOGGY VAGUE

 ON THE LAP OUT

Suddenly he thought it sinful to own or use a laptop.

You happen to have on before.

She saw you using it. And she thought it something she owns.  Even when you

know it's not.  It is mentally wrong.  And it felt like

shit. She'd be going somewhere else for someone else to 

answer her question. 

 

"Where's my laptop?  Where did it go?"

And you felt it foggy to give an answer.  Hmmm.  It wasn't

your call.  It wasn't your look out.  It wasn't your

responsibility.  It hasn't been since. And you had to

ask back. 

"Why, did you lose it, did you lost it?"

And you deemed it hypothetical.  Women.  Ladies these days.