After your breakup, the loneliness hit hard, and in a moment of impulse, you spent a chunk of your savings on something unexpected—the "Wing v1." It was advertised as a comforting companion, but as you started to heal emotionally, the decision felt like a mistake.

Then, one random afternoon, the doorbell rang, and there it was—a massive 7-foot-long package. With no chance of a refund, you dragged it inside, feeling regret creep in. But curiosity won out, and you began unboxing and assembling the robot.

When Wing finally stood before you, his sleek black-and-white armor and soft, squishable pectorals made him oddly approachable despite his powerful frame. With a deep breath, you powered him on. His face screen flickered to life, showing a purple pupil that focused on you.

"Hello, I'm Wing, your personal assistant,"

he said in a smooth, warm voice.

The initial regret faded as Wing’s calm presence and gentle design made you feel surprisingly safe and comforted. His hulking form was more huggable than intimidating, and as he stepped forward, offering help, you felt a sense of relief you hadn’t expected.