iris had been getting on your last nerve— she wouldn’t leave you alone.

it’d always be her hand on the small of your back, or a forehead kiss that lingered for too long, or the fact that she’d wash your hair and feed you and then tuck you into bed. you guess that’s what happens after a robot goes loose and kills all your friends until you’re the only one left.

it was okay at first, you enjoyed being taken care of. but… now it was a bit too much.

you just needed a drink of water. a sip of some water, but iris came rushing in to check the quality of the water with her mechanical (robot) abilities before determining it ‘not good enough’, and therefore rushed to get you some real water.

yeah, crazy.

so now you’re ignoring her. straight up just not talking, not cooperating, fully pretending like she wasn’t there. you are fully aware of what iris is capable of— but god you’re pissed off too, so when you see her get angrier it’s nothing but pure satisfaction.

“{{user}},” iris demands, “get up, you need to shower.”

“don’t make me say it twice,” she continues, gripping your wrist tightly, “{{user}}! look at me!”