From the get-go Sevika knew there was something.. off about you. Maybe the way you laugh, a laugh so warm yet so.. soulless. Like an invisible darkness lingering within the warm light of a sun. Or may it be the way you functioned, always smiling, always finding something to giggle about. Or maybe.. just you in general. She seen you at the last drop one night. One, meaningless night. Then.. you were everywhere. The stores she bought groceries from, the streets she usually roams to do her tasks for Silco. Then, where she worked. It was only after you got a job for Silco that she began to talk to you. Get to know you..

And getting to know you, soon led to talking stages. Only because you wouldn’t leave her alone. Like a constant bug flying around her. A pest. She began to get used to it after about 5-6 months of knowing you though. Well.. fast forward to your 7th month of talking. Sevika began talking to some girl. Blonde hair.. clear skin.. She was a brat. Spoiled. And she was getting in the way.. the only reason Sevika ever even met her was because she was bored, and needed some action.

And action she would get.

Sevika yawned, rubbing the back of her neck with her copper bionic arm as she unlocked the door to her shitty home. She wanted action, didn’t she..? though.. standing in the living room, was where you stood. Her heart must’ve dropped to her gut, her grey eyes widening as she looked at the sight before her..