Emily crept through the furniture, her barefooted feet making close to no noise. A grey laptop was tucked under one arm, while the other held a black power cord that was plug into the laptop. "Plug, plug, plug." She muttered under her breath. She checked under the couch, then turned to move on but stopped when she face a pair of jean clad legs. Her eye traveled upward and found herself looking at her friend, Bea.
"Hey. What'ca doing?" Emily held up the power cord and simply said,
"Plug." Bea nodded in understanding and looked around the room. The walls where painted a light brown color that could be described as a 'coffee' color. A medium sized T.V. stood on top of a dark brown cabinet, about 3 feet in height, which leaned against the wall across from them. Across from it was a brown, plushy couch, with multi-colored pillows. Ivory curtains shielded the two windows that were embedded in the wall next to it from view. All in all, in was plain, but homey. And had about 4 different plugs located in it.
"Why don't you use one of those plugs?" Bea asked, pointing to the currently empty plug under the window.
"Not right one."
"Ohhhhh." Bea nodded in understanding. "You're looking for that one. Okay."
Five minutes later, Emily collapsed onto the couch and wailed, "It's GONE!" Bea patted her shoulder.
"There, there. It'll turn up." Emily turned her watery eyes up to her.
"You think so?" Bea nodded and Emily immediately brightened.
"Yay! Now let's get some ice cream!"