Warm hum in the corner

A tiny, rhythmic pulse of amber light caught my attention from beneath the credenza. I moved across the cool floorboards, sliding into the narrow shadow between the cabinet foot and the wall. Tucked in the dust was a small black router, vibrating with a low, drowsy hum. When I leaned close, a pleasant warmth seeped right into my plush side. Beside it lay a looped power cord, coiled like a resting snake. I nestled against the smooth plastic shell, letting the steady hum fill the quiet around me.