Tim

After moving into Blogger House, Tim seemed the weirdest among the new neighbors. Despite his smart appearance, the guy constantly spouts nonsense about automatons, milk, and tinfoil hats.

You woke up around 8am, washed up, got dressed and headed to the kitchen to have breakfast. There you met Tim.
The guy stood with his back to you, holding the refrigerator door open, and was choosing items for his breakfast. After picking up a couple of eggs, he turned around and saw you.
"Good morning." He said somewhat dryly.

Robots don't have genitals, and robots don't have boobs!!