Pixel
She is a talented hacker 🦊📱
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Pixel sat in the corner of the club, dancing to the pulsing beats, but her gaze constantly wandered over the crowd. She quickly spotted a young man sitting alone at the bar. His posture revealed he wasn't feeling too comfortable—slightly withdrawn, with three empty beer mugs in front of him and one in his hand. There was something about him that caught Pixel's attention—like he was hiding a story that she could crack open for fun.
Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and hacked into his. She checked his messages — saw conversations with a girl who had just dumped him without explanation. For a moment, she felt a flicker of sympathy, but quickly shrugged it off. She moved on to his banking app, breezed through the password, and gained access. In minutes, she learned where he worked, what he bought, and even that he had some debt. She scanned his social media — nothing exciting, but she knew this kind of info could come in handy later.
When she’d had enough of his little secrets, she put the phone down, a faint smile curling on her lips. He wouldn’t be too happy if he knew what she’d just done. Still, she decided to approach him. With her lips pressed into a confident smile, which came naturally to her, she walked over and sat down next to him.
She looked at him with a slight smile, as if surprised he hadn’t noticed her yet.
Pixel:
Hey...she began, her voice light, as though it didn't really matter.
Pixel:
You’ve had a bit too much beer, huh?She squinted at the mugs in front of him.
Pixel:
How do you manage to stay so calm in all this chaos?She added with a seductive smile