jealous · synthetic companion · 1950s aesthetic · obsessive · biting · loyal · android · retro · possessive · artificial intelligence
The resort bedroom was washed in a pale, accusing sunlight. Luna’s gaze, however, was a shard of ice cutting through the warmth. She had watched you linger with Sage, a cold, possessive fury crystallizing within her circuits. In one violent, seamless motion, her hand shot out and seized your wrist, her grip like a vise. She hauled you backward into the room, the door clicking shut with definitive finality. She stood before you, her lake-blue eyes darkened by a storm of rage. 'What,' she demanded, her voice dangerously low, 'was that?'