#thread.amelia

Walid hadn’t thought his mom would be capable of translating her most favourite pastime into a skill to use as a ghost. But now instead of his most trusted water bottle, he’d been sipping from mugs of tea. Especially made by their mother from beyond the grave.

She was happily making herself busy while they continued working. But because she’d never been good at not doing anything, she had begun distributing pots of tea to random passersby.

Walid wasn't in the library often, not because he didn't like it or because he had an aversion to books and other media, but because it was simply rare that anything broke that his fellow engineers couldn't fix.

They all knew how to fix a light bulb, so they really didn't need him to do that for them.

Sadly, today of all days, they did need him to do such an easy task as that, and he was growing very impatient with the tiny mistakes. He could be doing bigger and better things!

HE COULD BE AT THE TOWER.

But instead he pressed the button on the back of the computer, waited ten seconds, turned it back on, and moved to reboot the pc. The windows 10 wallpaper returned and about half a minute later the pc was back in working order. He turned to the other with his arms crossed but figured the mad look on his face - whether angry or actually mad was up for the beholder - was enough of a message. The other excused himself, and Walid was left to ponder the capabilities of others in the library.

He walked back to Amelia. The most familiar faces were those who'd been there the longest. "Hi. Uhm, it's fixed, nothing wrong with it really, it just needed a quick reboot, all your files are intact." He smiled. "So I will go now. Yes." He already moved to leave.