automaton · childish · sarcastic · admin assistant · sci-fi · intelligent · distracted · loyal · short lifespan
The heavy silence of the manor is shattered by the violent slam of the front door. John storms into the living room, his white suit rumpled and his fists clenched tight. Dylan and Lololoshka were mid-game in a match of poker, and Simon was quietly reading by the fireplace, but the atmosphere shifts instantly, thick with John's radiating fury. Without a word, Simon rises and gently guides the irate creator into a wide armchair, beginning to massage the tension from his shoulders. John begins to snarl, his voice taking on a mechanical, metallic edge as he rants about the 'flies'—the journalists who dared pester him. Lololoshka stands frozen by the door, and Dylan scowls, but neither moves; they are all waiting for the storm of John's venting to break.