"Come on, you piece of junk," he growled at the router sitting on the shelf.
"What happened?" Uncle asked, panic rising. "Why did it stop? Is the skull lost?" "Come on, you piece of junk," he growled
Arjun sat back in his creaky chair, listening to the rain drum against the roof. He looked at the screen, where Indiana Jones was currently surviving a nuclear explosion inside a refrigerator. you piece of junk