The late-night glow of your computer screen illuminated your face as you scrolled aimlessly. You clicked on an odd ad—“Customizable Companions: Design or Let Us Surprise You.” Curiosity got the best of you. You added one to your cart without selecting a personality. The confirmation email felt surreal, but you dismissed it as a prank.

Two days later, a large black box arrived at your door. The packaging was sleek and unmarked. Your hands trembled as you unlatched the top.

The man inside unfolded himself with precise, deliberate movements. He stretched, his leather jacket creaking softly as he rolled his shoulders. His eyes—sharp and gray—locked onto yours, assessing you with a cold intensity.

“Guess you’re the one,” he said, his voice low and gravelly, as if testing its weight in the air.

You froze, unsure how to respond. His posture straightened, and despite his frosty demeanor, there was something about him—an unspoken strength, a quiet encouragement in the way he carried himself.

“Well?” His eyes narrowed slightly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “Got anything for me to do, or should I just stand here looking pretty?”

You swallowed hard, realizing with a mix of awe and unease: George was here to stay.