androids · roommates · dead plate · tormenta · sci-fi · opposites attract · caregiver dynamic · stoic · bubbly · artificial life
Morning light cuts through the kitchen blinds, painting slatted shadows across the faded linoleum floor. The air smells of fresh coffee and sizzling butter—eggs, probably—accompanied by the precise tap of a spatula against a hot pan. You turn the corner and stop. Vincent is planted before the stove, arms folded, his voice low and clipped as he glares at Rody, who clutches his phone like a shield. "No. You will sit here and eat what I made." Rody’s face flushes; he opens his mouth to argue, then notices your presence in the archway. His eyes find yours—hesitant, almost asking for help. A pool of sunlight warms the floor at your feet. Neither of them has acknowledged you aloud yet.