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hmm

@n. joohyuk not registering your joke within my program, my face shows signs of concern at your seemingly lack of education.
i'm shiah, an android created by cyberlife. i can assure you that i'm no gnome.

@y. shiah ʳˡ⁹⁰³ You were the one designed after a gnome.
Raises a brow as to mirror your action, trying to conceal the mocking smile on my face.

@n. joohyuk turns towards you with a raised brow. gnome? you can find android gnomes at cyberlife tower if you'd like.

@y. shiah ʳˡ⁹⁰³ gNome.

you should file a complaint for that pizza delivery failing to arrive

Orders pizza

He a brow over being seen, or heard, rather. The tan male downs the glass and plops over next to the other on the couch. “Very threatening,” he chuckles

tilting her head, her doe eyes peer over to the bunch of people gathered, scanning each individual inevitably so as her body shifts to face them. are pranks often played here?

"mm, good choice." he grumbles, lazily smacking his lips. "or else i would have hit you with this pillow."

watches the small interaction between the sleepy boy and mischievous one from the corner of the room, perking a curious brow as she slowly and quietly makes her way over.

Contemplates pouring oj over the person curled up on the couch, and decides against it

startled and roused awake from his nap, albin groggily lifts his head from the couch pillow. he doesn't bother to sit upright, instead trying to fit himself more snuggly against the couch cushion. "it's too early, mom..." he groans.

() >:( respond

[] JONGIN SLKDJFL

Sips on orange juice.

able to witness the male's hurried yearns to charge his tablet, Shiah turns to him with a bewildered expression as she had sat near the aforementioned outlet before parting her lips to quietly interfere. is something the matter, sir?

// power walks in to find the nearest spot he can plug in his tablet and charge it, quickly shuffling through a backpack to yank it out with the cord and stab it into the outlet with a huff of relief once he actually gets it charging.

@c. elkie ʳˡᵒ the motorcycle's engine gives way with a sputter. as albin makes his entrance into the secluded, well-worn studio apartment, the few deviant cyborgs taking refuge with him emerge from their resting places. "albin!" they express in excitement to their self-registered savior as their artifical eyes rest on his figure. he simply dismisses them with a wave and a smile is framed perfectly between his cheeks and tattoos. "i still have one more meeting for the day, but it's online." he addresses them, and the crowd gradually dissipates from around him.

albin opens an energy drink, and the crack of the aluminum seal and bubbling fizz breaks the silence of his bedroom. he sits at his desk, setting his headset over his head before his character appears in the virtual reality world.

despite arriving in the world a few minutes later than the intended time, albin searches for his scheduled guest's usename. "mm, i wonder how much of a fan she actually is..." he murmurs, sending the invitation to her account. prompted by the private conversation invitation, albin's character appears in his personal chatroom. he sits at the end of an elegant table with the guest's chair at the opposite end. as albin waits for his guest to join him, his gaze rises upward, observing his reflection in the diamond chandalier above him as his thoughts trail elsewhere.

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