Jeremié had let William use the computer in his dorm to edit some of his recordings. However, he had lost track of time and ended up falling asleep halfway through editing. Aelita, on the other hand, was on her way to pick up her laptop, which she had conveniently left in Jeremié's room.
Opening the door, she almost didn't notice the dark haired sleeping figure in Jeremié's seat. She walked up to William and shook him by the shoulder. No response. Of course he was out. Movie editing is serious business as Odd would say. She glanced at the computer screen and found many images of her – that's not creepy at all, she rolled her eyes.
She poked at him, wondering if that would do any good in waking him up. Which it didn't. She sighed and looked around, catching sight of his phone – not that hard to miss due to it looking exactly like a cassette tape with that mainstream case of his. Picking it up, she decided to quickly look through it, curious about the content.
Aelita found videos of her in all sorts of places – the woods, almost all of her classes, on the bus, at the canteen, the wreck room, even in line for the bathroom in the morning (which looked more like a protest with what all the other girls groaning and yelling as they waited).
"You're insane," she muttered, turning on William's phone's camera and facing it at his sleeping figure. "And here we have the resting Dunbar, tired from his stalking endeavours."
He began to stir at the sound of Aelita's muttered narration, to which she quickly stopped recording and placed his phone back where it was.
"Good morning. Ready to do some more stalking?" she went to pick up her laptop off of Jeremié's bed where she had left it.
He groaned as he slowly woke up, a smirk toying around on his face.
"How long have I been out?"
"I don't know, I just came in," she shrugged.
He watched her pack up her laptop into its case and put all the cables away. Suddenly springing to life, he reached out for his phone and began recording yet again. Aelita knew straight away what he was doing and gave him a faint exasperated look.
"Really?"
"Well if you're going to fling yourself at me like that, I'm not missing a moment of it."
She scoffed out loud. She left her laptop and began to try and snatch William's phone out of his hands as he laughed.
Last straw, Dunbar. Last straw.