Justin Bieber banned from night club

Wow man
My alarm clock showed 10:42. I had gone to bed a few hours ago, but for some reason returned to the realm of the living, wide awake. My phone buzzed. The color of the LED (blue) told me that I had received an e-mail. I pressed the home button and it revealed a series of tests, which I had to complete before I could enter my phone. The first test was the sweep pattern. An easy test for he who is truly the master of the phone. This also seemed to be the only test, as I was soon brought to my homescreen. I have a phone with a touch screen. Looking back, if i didn't, all this might've never happened. My finger got closer to the e-mail icon. This all seemed to happen in real-time. I heard the satisfying "bwup" from hitting an icon. AN icon. It was the wrong one. I had, in my hurry, opened Google Chrome. Being the nerd I am it was still open on Crossfire, this journal to be exact. Then I saw it... the face. Just looking at me. I yelled "WHAT DO YOU WANT" but it kept looking. It was rather uneasing