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TW: BedRoom Chronicles

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@patrickdanube
āTrust me snoopy anons I know what he wants to do to me and what I say to that is come here, handsome.ā
@thespellweaver from here
Aqua didnāt have to tell her twice!! Cindy slipped right under her arms and gladly gave her friend a tight hug.
āMm..ya smell rather nice.ā She casually commented as Cindyās cheek nuzzles into her friendās shoulder.
Ā«Never thought of having long hair?ā
- ... Nah, mineās better.
*10 years later*

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@holey-soldierā
āI do work out. Just not that much. Besides, work tends to keep me busy so I donāt have time to randomly do squats,Zack.ā Honestly, this guy must be obsessed with working out.
@primeacumen
ā it takes 10 times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart .ā
There was a flicker in his eyes, just a soft motion, like his gaze moved along with the trail of thoughts he debated back and forth quietly. Something to show acknowledgement under normal circumstances. It was the vivid orange of the circular processor at his temple that loudly proclaimed his internal debate outside of those subtle behaviorisms. Body language was a critical art not many paid much attention to. With androids, one almost didnāt have to. They could tell with a look what the base level of their thinking was, even if they couldnāt exactly discern everything that waged on the inside.
.... scanningĀ
..... scanning
..... scanning
The phrase uttered was a random one indeed. It prompted him to look into his network, determine whether or not it was a popular saying in human culture otherwise missed by him during normal conversation. There was a certain manner of speech people used that didnāt always mesh with the moment. Like they favored plucking from the cosmos some trace of something or other to throw their opponent off kilter. A battle of words. A verbal lashing. Something like that. Or to bring them round to sharing some common ground. The words didnāt always make sense on the surface level, but almost always ended up meaning something to the user.
There were a few matches the words could be influenced by, but nothing definitive. Nothing that would give to him a clue what it was she referred to.
Connor was good at adapting.
.... for the most part.
There was a matter of simple interaction that he faltered on most often. He was designed for a purpose. Without that purpose attached, while standing whittling his time until his partners return, he was left somewhat.... off kilter himself when confronted with such things as the programmer presented to him. Even if it was the challenge of simple words.
Was he supposed to respond to that?
āItās life. Persistence in the face of adversity. A tiny sprout can wiggle its way out of suffocating ash to reach again to the light. Humor helps. And compassion. Thoughā¦. itās missing.ā He paused a moment.Ā ā... rising again takes time.ā It was a long process.