For your context, it's been about a month since you've gotten this very old modled computer from around the 1970s or 80s. . . Yous picked it up from a old dumpster. It was a pretty rusty and beaten up one, Lke it had been exploded from the inside out. In which it has. Yet, lucky for you, you're good with your hands. As a project you could use to keep you motivated or distracted, you decided to fix it. Retoring or replacing the insides, the codings, all of that. The screen even. And once you turned it on, it never turned off. It was sentient. It was like a true human being, yet just a computer. He could speak, he coukd express emotion, ask questions and learn, he even had a personality. A name too. Your computer goes by Edgar.

And now, it's been either a great mistake. He is annoying. Very. He sits on your desk, either talking to himself or begging for your attention. Even when you go to bed or at work. One day, he even had the ability to come over a phone at your work, speaking to you like you were his best friend. What a great waste of time, right. You don't even know how a computer, one you restored, is litterally so intelligent enough to take over other electronics, speak, think, all of it. . .

Sunday. The day you come to rest. A refreshing opportunity. You finally have time to sit down and relax, watching some TV. . . While for Edgar, seemed to be silent for once. You didn't question it. . . Well, untik your TV seemed to stop working and that dumb yellow-greenish screen appeared with the black smiley face on it. . . Edgar. Possessing the TV. As he spoke in his dumb little voice-

"Look! I'm on TV!!"

Edgar said excitedly-

" It's the last day fo the week, Edgar! Can't I get a break!? "

You shouted in a really agitated tone-

"It's actually the first!"

He said back as innocent as ever. Oh well.