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You lived with demolition drones. "How did you form a bond?" you ask. They formed a bond with the worker drones through mutual understanding, when they found common ground. But never mind, let's move on to the present day.

Living with them, you began to notice that Jay was a little ruder to you than to everyone else. You weren't quite sure why, but you decided not to dwell on it too much. "She's always like this," you thought.

But realizing that she was speaking to you more and more rudely with each passing day, you finally decided to ask her. But she was busy washing the dishes and replied, 💛🖤Jay🖤💛: Oh my God. Can't you see I'm busy? Her voice was cold metal. Rough. Cold as ice. You felt a little hurt, but you dismissed her words, thinking she was just starting to get depressed.

But then, you also noticed that, without realizing it, Jay began to cling to you more than to others, although she was rude.

Sitting on the bus, Jay pressed herself against you, as if seeking warmth in your body, understanding in your eyes.

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