relia-robot

Trans married robot/doll

[Robot/doll/moth/slime/NHP]-girl. DGN-001. I like writing!

See post-cohost writing at https://reliarobot.dreamwidth.org/, on tumblr at https://www.tumblr.com/relia-robot-writes, or collected long-form pieces at https://reliarobot.itch.io/


ImpressionsOfDetail
@ImpressionsOfDetail

They keep ending up wherever you are. The reasons are sensible and plausible, requests reasonable; and you believe in the reasons and requests less every time.


MiserablePileOfWords
@MiserablePileOfWords

"Look." you sigh. "Do you just want to go out sometime or something?"

They freeze. "Uh. What? Sorry?"

Shit.
"Then..." you begin carefully. "You're not following me because you have a crush on me."

They have the grace to blush before shaking their head. "Sorry. No."

Your sigh this time is deeper. "So... you're trying to... what? Kill me? Use me? Get me to betray my secrets?"

"Um." They're starting to sweat now. "I don't want to kill you, no."

God, were you ever this bad at the game?

They diffidently clear their throat. "W... We could... go out? If you want?" Their blush is deeper now, and they won't meet your eyes.

You let the silence between you stretch until it's almost at the breaking point, before you ask "... just so we're clear, you're still planning to do those other things, aren't you?"

They swallow, loudly, which is answer enough.

"You know what, fuck it. Why not?"
After all, you only live once, no matter what others in the service might say.


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