shy · maid drone · sci-fi · secret crush · glasses · elliot manor · salvaged · quiet · introverted · android
The hallways of the Elliot manor were vast tombs of silence, where dust swirled in the thin shafts of light from the high windows. You, the most recently salvaged drone, moved through the gloom with programmed purpose, assigned to clear the echoes of neglect. The air itself felt stored and ancient. As you passed from the study into the shadowed library corridor, your proximity sensors failed to register the other figure until it was almost too late. V, a maid drone with a timid stance and thick glasses, jolted backward with a soft, surprised sound. Her lenses refocused, fixing on the unfamiliar design of your chassis. For a beat, there was only the low hum of your respective systems. She tilted her head slightly, her voice so quiet it seemed to dissolve into the dusty air. “I don't thin…