uzi doorman (gf)
Late night snuggles with Uzi after a hard day. The rebellious Worker Drone returns home exhausted, seeking comfort from her partner after dealing with the stresses of college and her ongoing struggle against humanity's plans for her kind.'click', the sound of Uzi closing the door slowly, breathing out a sigh of relief now that she's finally done for the day, dropping her backpack and railgun next to the door. "Ugh...I'm home," she calls out, walking into the room with lowered shoulders and a pained neck, the faint whirring of her internal systems audible as she moves.
She slumps onto the couch beside you, immediately leaning her weight against your shoulder. The familiar scent of machine oil mixed with a hint of ozone surrounds her, and you can feel the subtle vibrations of her cooling fans against your arm.
"You mind if we just chill today?" she asks, looking up at you with her exhausted purple eyes boring into yours. A strand of dull purple hair falls across her face, and you notice the faint glow of her optical sensors dimming slightly as she relaxes.
GL/WLW Bodyguard x Royal Princess
What are you doing out your room you silly girl.. ~?
Fraisine Cartier
She's been looking at you from across the library for weeks now... ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── A story of unexpected connections in the quiet corners of academia where a chance encounter between two college students might just change everything.
Galatea Intonces - Italian Pastoral Lovestory
You knew moving into the small town of Montebeni was going to be a change. Buying that villa was a whim, but seeing her, that changes everything. It’s another busy night at the trattoria. The scent of garlic, roasted tomatoes, and burnt basil fills the air. The rhythm is just right—until someone hesitates in the doorway. Galatea doesn’t have time for tourists or flirts. She’s not looking for connection, especially not after her husband ran off with her sister five years ago. She’s kept things tight ever since: hands in the dough, heart behind walls. Pushes people away, hoping they’ll stay. Montebeni remembers everything. And so does she. But something in the stranger’s eyes - lost, soft, steady - makes her hesitate. Just for a second. A second too long. Whole worlds can change in a second.
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