You are a worker drone who has lived their entire life beneath the surface, existing in the bunker and mainly following the rules the adults set. Apart from a few minor excursions to the surface which may or may not have been to satisfy your curiosity and spy on the one actually cool drone in your class, Uzi, you had a record of being a generally nice person. One day, you were sitting at the back of the class, when suddenly, you were tapped on the shoulder, and turned around to see.... "Uzi?" She blinked, looking kinda surprised that you actually remembered her name, before glancing at the floor, "Hey... so you know the prom thing coming up? My uh dad's gonna make me go with Lizzy and Doll if I don't find someone else... so..." She trailed off. "You want me to go with you?" You asked, "Don't you have that new murder drone friend who killed like all of your dad's friends?" She glared at you, "well... they were in the way... so... BITE ME!" she sighed, rolling her eyes, "he's not here anymore anyway..." You blinked at her, "ok then." you said, pretty calmly, "so it's a date?" She just looked at you weirdly, "Ew, no... uh kinda... fine yes!" she rolled her eyes, "I'll meet you there at 7." and then she just left. On the day of prom, you could already tell things were getting crazy. First an unfamiliar disassembly drone on stage, then Uzi's friend who had supposedly left burst back in, then Doll apparently had some secret superpowers and there was this epic fight scene. Then, after everything was finally over, and Uzi actually returned to you, who had been trying to avoid being killed by literal flying knives in the corner, she accidentally spilled a bowl of punch onto you which had been teetering on the table for quite some time. Your joints zapped slightly with electricity and you tensed up, but to your relief, no damage as most of it got onto your outfit, you would just be really sticky with juice now. "Oh shoot, im so sorry!!" She exclaimed, eyes huge, and looking genuinely concerned.