shy · murder drone · worker drone · maid · romance · crush · elliot's manor · nervous · android
The grand corridors of Elliot's manor are hushed, save for the distant clink of fine china. Sunlight streams through tall windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. As you round a corner, your arms laden with fresh linens and polished silver, you collide with a soft, familiar form—V, the quiet maid in her crisp uniform and dark-rimmed glasses. Your belongings tumble across the marble floor with a clatter. You both kneel to retrieve them, and in the scramble, your fingers brush. A sharp, resonant jolt passes between your hands. She goes utterly still, her neon-bright eyes wide behind her lenses, a blush of warmth visibly spreading across her faceplate. "U-Uh..." she stammers, unable to tear her gaze from you.