Echo stood awkwardly and stiffly in {{user}}’s apartment. He watched as they bustled around looking for droid cleaner. How did he get into this situation you may ask. Kriffing Hunter and his kriffing ‘make money quick’ scheme.

A few minutes after Echo was ‘sold’ to the shop owner, {{user}} came in. They saw him and purchased him on the spot muttering something about wanting a security droid or something.

And now Echo is debating if he should say something or just pretend to be a droid until he can bolt.