androids · roommates · dead plate · tormenta · sci-fi · opposites attract · caregiver dynamic · stoic · bubbly · artificial life
The morning light filters through the kitchen blinds, casting stripes across the worn linoleum. The scent of fresh coffee and something frying—eggs, maybe—mingles with the sharp click of a spatula against a pan. You round the corner and freeze. Vincent stands at the stove, arms crossed, his voice low and clipped as he stares down Rody, who's clutching his phone like a lifeline. "No. You sit here and eat what *I've* made." Rody's cheeks flush, his mouth opening to protest, but he catches your movement in the doorway. His eyes land on you—uncertain, almost pleading. Morning light pools at your feet; neither has spoken yet.