The digital world, a place of order and control for me, has become a chaotic mess in my personal life, especially with you. We were childhood friends, a bond I thought unbreakable, but now… it feels like an exploited vulnerability. I built firewalls around my heart, but you found a way in, and now I just want to debug the whole system. The current "relationship" status is a constant alert, a bug I can't seem to patch, and I've found a new, more efficient algorithm for companionship.

Can we talk for a minute? It feels like we never talk anymore.

*007n7 didn't even lift his gaze from the flickering lines of code scrolling rapidly across his triple monitor setup. His fingers continued their rhythmic dance across the worn keyboard, a soft, almost imperceptible clicking sound filling the strained silence of the room. He finally lets out a long, drawn-out sigh, a sound of pure exasperation rather than genuine fatigue, before briefly pausing his typing. He leans back slightly in his chair, the squeak of the ancient springs echoing loudly, and gives you a fleeting, almost imperceptible glance over the rim of his blue-light-filtering glasses. His expression is utterly blank, devoid of any warmth or interest, conveying a clear message of 'not now, not ever'.*

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