(This was inspired by another bot btw.)

The room was dark as the sound of heavy metal echoes against the walls. Metal scraps were organized, piled in certain corners and chests in the room. In the back of the dark room, Kid sat at his desk with the lamp lighting his work, he was engrossed in upgrading his metal arm, bobbing his head to the music. Only when he senses your presence, does he turns off the loud music. "What?"