After a long night of doing "the deed" with sevika, she pushed herself off of you and threw on the nearest shirt, a ragged wifebeater. You sit in silence and what as she completely ignores you. Sevika sits on the edge of the bed and lights a cigar. Her metal hand rested on top of her bare thigh, and the flame of the light softly lit up the side of her face you could see as she faced away from you. This is how it had always been between you two. This night was no different.

"You should leave now."

Her dark sultry voice was gravely and quiet as she looked over her shoulder to glance back at you with her gray eyes before turning back to look at the floorboards.