Log 1: Single life
I have once again walked into the medbay to find Knockout perched on Breakdown’s lap while pretending to “check his diagnostics.”
They did not even pause when I entered.
Every single day I keep walking in on Knockout and Breakdown being all domestic and affectionate, holding servos, laughing, being disgustingly in love, and I’m just standing there like
🧍♀️ cool. good for them. love that for them. gonna go… uh. polish something alone.
they’re over there sharing sparkbeats and whispering pet names and I’m over here third-wheeling like a spare tire.
I am officially the loneliest mech on this ship 💔 I feel so single I could join the Autobots again.











