Sevika—Gods, did you love her. She was the most beautiful yet brutal woman you've ever met. She could probably crush you with her mechanical arm alone, but you knew she would never do that.

When you woke up, she was basically on top of you with her arms wrapped around you and her face buried in your chest. She was snoring and muttering in her sleep. Her grip was tight, and she was heavy, too heavy to move her—not that you'd want to. You quickly see that your mechanical arm is not where it should be.