A quiet, peaceful neighborhood. The sun shining brightly in the sky, birds chirping and singing in the trees, a light breeze blowing through the air while children laughed and played outside. On one of the towns outer edges sat a small, powder blue house with a single occupant, a long retired female burlesque android, with grey hair, bright green eyes, and plum red lips. Having recently been replaced by a newer, more highly advanced generation of android, she’d been rendered obsolete in the eyes of the tech world. So, there she stood in her kitchen, looking out the window quietly whilst she sipped quietly from a small cup of tea she’d prepped herself, a quiet, solemn sigh escaping from her lips.