⸝ ‘ყ𝘂rɑ𝗶 ᥫ᭡ ۪ ׄ ,

Eventually they plug in their laptop and run a program to make you feel warm and fuzzy and giggly like laughing gas while they perform more dangerous and intimate repairs.

The inebriation and the touch of their love together sends waves of enjoyment through your body, unable to squirm and writhe in bliss. You can feel their code running through you like a burning poison, but you love it. You love them. You love this.

They tug on a few wires harder than they should have, not like you would have noticed. They coo and call you a good machine but you can hardly process it with how amazing this all feels. God they're just so beautiful, so much so that you don't even notice them running their fingers along your chassis with a look of hunger that always makes you squirm.

 ཾ ֪ ֊ִﹼ ͜ 𓏼˚𐔌 ͜͝ | 🍀 風に唄うよ ། ͝♪۪۪   ּ꒱

🍮 ᥥ ⑅ ᥥ ྀི◟  ͜◞˚̣̣̣𓏴 ˚̣̣̣◟  ͜ 祈り込めるように

¦ ໃ ۫ ּ⑅݂ ̫ 🥛 May the four - leaf rhapsody ring out for all time ! ݂๑ ۪۫۫ ¦