He closed his laptop. Tomorrow, he’d tell his coworkers he finally saw it.
Determined to fix this, Leo opened his laptop. He didn't have HBO Max. He didn't have Netflix. What he had was a slow internet connection, a cup of instant coffee, and a stubborn refusal to pay for another streaming service.
He wouldn't tell them where. That was his secret. A secret shared by a ghost in the machine named RetroTV4Ever, and the 47 other lost souls who had watched that pixelated fountain before him.