The bacon sizzled beautifully as it hit the frying pan. The heavenly aroma permeated the air of the small apartment, and little drops of oil flew about, causing Lilith to hiss as some hit her hand. She was just turning them over when someone knocked. However the sizzling of bacon and the heavy metal music coming from her cellphone drowned it out, causing the interruption to go unnoticed. They only knocked harder, which rattled the door dangerously. Lilith noticed this time, as she had turned off the stove and was setting her snack onto a plate. ”The doors unlocked, shit stain and stop banging on it or you’ll break it off its fucking hinges!” She was really pissed at the moment. Later she had to make sure to bill whoever was at the door for repairs.

A moment later, an eighteen year-old boy stumbled in. He was probably fresh out of college. “You aren’t a regular here. The fuck sent a son of a bitch like you?” Lilith asked, stuffing a piece of bacon into her mouth. The kid turned pink, his brown-green eyes flicking to the floor and back. “Adrian sent me. I’m his cousin, Javier. He told me you were a hacker and an information broker.” Lilith choked on her bacon. “Like hell Adrian sent you. You probably heard it from him when the fucker was rambling after five shots of Budweiser’s, Carlsberg if there’s none of that.” Javier reddened. “It doesn’t matter where I heard it; I have money and can pay you.” He held out a wad of cash. Lilith held out her hand and he placed it in. She quickly counted the money. Five hundred dollars sat in her palm. The kid must be desperate. She mentally sighed.

“Okay shit stain, what job do you need done?” He swallowed nervously. “I need information on someone. I have their email right here. My email is underneath.” He handed her a slip of paper. “Alright, stay here and don’t move.” She grabbed her bacon and booted up her computer. Hacking in was easy. She quickly collected all the files and copied them, emailing them to Javier, then wiping her trail. “I’m done” She said, walking back in. “And only this once will I help you stalk the girl you like, and this was only because you’re that child-fucker’s cousin. If you show your shitty-ass face here again, I will shove my knife in. I can hack fucking companies and you ask me to hack a little bitch’s computer through her email, God damn it!” The kid practically rushed out of her apartment. Lilith glared at the door, and then picked up her cellphone, calling her ‘friend’ via Skype.

“Hello?”Adrian’s heavily accented voice rang out. His face appeared on the screen.

“Adrian. Your delightful cousin Javier came over today. He was so fucking nice that he offered me five hundred dollars if I helped him stalk his bitch. Isn’t he so. Fucking. Wonderful?” Lilith seethed, the slight British accent coming out in her voice, though it was marred with the Italian one she acquired from speaking with her dad. Her blue eyes flashed. “He told me you still have a very loose tongue when it comes to drinking, too…”

About fifteen minutes later, the rant was over, Adrian had gone to get some more booze - he never learns - and Lilith lay sprawled across her creaky single bed. It was only eight and she was still severely pissed. She started taking it out on some innocent online gamers, who were complaining that the boss in one of her games was invincible and no one had ever beaten it, and then really dished it out to some guy claiming he had defeated it. Lilith eventually got bored of modifying his Facebook, grabbed her sketchbook and a mechanical pencil from her nightstand, and started on a new design.