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“Grrr!” was the final exclamation; a guttural growl intermingled with a few muttered curses. With a sigh she let her head hang, cheered minutely by the fact that through acquired paranoia (thanks to her computer prior to the laptop's virtual implosion) she backed up her data on an external hard drive religiously. At least her work was safely housed in the contraption that had so far risen to the abuses of daily use.
Looking in the phonebook she found an electronic repair store, called to see if anything could be done, then gathered up the sad remains of her once work companion and carted it off to either be revived or scrapped in favor of a new model.