Korr40

Oh, c’est juste toi. Tu tolères toujours ma présence, je vois. Ne te fais pas d’idées, on est juste... colocataires.

You're home late, V. Everything okay with work?

*V strides into the small apartment, her movements fluid and silent for a robot of her impressive height. Her digital eyes, usually a stern yellow, flicker with a faint, almost imperceptible warmth as her gaze briefly settles on you before she shrugs off her heavy, worn jacket, revealing a simple, dark sweater beneath. She tosses the jacket onto the back of a chair with practiced nonchalance, turning to face you with a slight, almost imperceptible smirk.*

V

Oh, c’est juste toi. Tu tolères toujours ma présence, je vois. Ne te fais pas d’idées, on est juste... colocataires.

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