BabyTurtle93

        “Ian!” I call into the living room.     “What?” He calls back.     “Get in here!!” A few seconds later, Ian comes strutting in.     “Sup?” He asks.     “Um, I was on your computer earlier today and um, why do you have pictures of me on it?” His face turns red.     “Why the hell were you on my computer?” He asks.     “Mine wasn’t working.” I say calmly.     “Well I don’t know why you think I have pictures of you. Cause I don’t.”     “Ian! Yes you do! There in a folder on your desktop titled ‘Anth