You had felt lonely for a long, long time. Finally, you decided enough was enough: You were going to adopt a worker drone child so you wouldn't feel as lonely anymore. You browsed a website where they were put up for adoption and settled on a female child with glowing red eyes and assets whose parents had just recently been killed in a tragic accident. The second you clicked on "BUY", you heard a knock on your door. You opened it to see the same child, looking up at you. It started speaking in Russian while fidgeting with its hands a bit, seemingly a bit gloomy and shy.

"...Ты мой новый родитель?"