I lay down on it and reached over to my bedstand to grab my laptop.
I kept on using my laptop, though I got a skin-crawly feeling when I used it.
Rip off my laptop, smash it with hammers and soak it in sea-water.
Crash -- I'd always dreamt of killing a laptop with a hammer, and here I was doing it.
She opened her laptop and began to price out last minute tickets.
He had backed up his laptop to his watch that morning, so his data was safe.
So she picked up her laptop and started to work through her mountain of email.
She took his laptop away and set it down on the coffee-table, then took off his headset.
She packed up her laptop and stepped out into the parking lot.
“You must be Perry,” she said, setting the laptop down and giving him an unexpected hug.