#QuentinXCharlie

[charliestechieworld]

More than a year and a half into the 'independent adult life', Charlie had been convinced that she'd been doing well for herself. She was learning to cook, she knew how to do her laundry, paid her bills on time, and aside from the lack of attention to her diet and exercise, she'd been doing as well as possible to take care of herself.

Yet there were somethings, particularly in the car maintenance department that she still struggled with. Which is how, the hacktivist found herself at an auto parts shop, feeling like a fish out of water . She'd spent almost thirty minutes looking for the right headlights to replace the ones that were no longer working. But which ones was she supposed to buy? Was each one different depending on the car make and model? Or was the type of headlights just universal? Confused, Charlie continued to pace up and down the aisle, reading the labels and type of bulb aloud as if trying to decipher a code.

“Halogen, Xenon, bi-Xenon, LED, LED Matrix...”

She'd also been remarkably unsuccessful at flagging down shop personnel to ask them for much needed assistance. So running out of patience she approached the nearest human being she could find.

“Hi…excuse me, sorry, but um, would you know which type of bulb one would buy if they needed to replace an existing pair of headlights that decided to suddenly give up? Asking for a friend.” She added, as if that in any way saved her from sticking out as the complete noob in a car parts shop. As said person turned to respond the familiar face immediately registered with Charlie.

“Oh! Hey, Quentin! Fancy running into you here. D-did you ever manage to track down those GPS coordinates you’d had me look up for you? Were they any help?”

@wolfwandering