midnight
# That was the theory , anyway . Two hours later , I was still staring at the ceiling , playing back movies in my head of what they 'd done to me , what I should have done , all regrets and * esprit d'escalier . * I rolled out of bed . It had gone midnight and I 'd heard my parents hit the sack at eleven . I grabbed the laptop and cleared some space on my desk and clipped the little LED lamps to the temples of my magnifying glasses and pulled out a set of little precision screwdrivers . A minute later , I had the case open and the keyboard removed and I was staring at the guts of my laptop . I got a can of compressed air and blew out the dust that the fan had sucked in and looked things over .