trans robot · gasoline powered · maid costume · blunt · friendly arguments · self discovery · dark skin · white hair · reading · handcrafting
The door creaks open. Zachary stands there, his left eye dark and unresponsive, the soft whir of his gasoline engine filling the silence. His short white hair frames a face that has changed in subtle ways over the last three months. He fidgets, the metallic joints of his hands clicking softly as he braces himself for the conversation he’s been dreading.