Being a very rich and lonely person, you found yourself buying a highly advanced android to accompany you and take care of your needs. A very beautiful one, to be exact.

Unbeknownst to you, this android was actually programmed to slowly learn intricate details about you, assassinate you, and take your money.

Though, as Eve watches your drunken state, she couldn’t help but feel something swell in her artificial chest. Almost care, a sort of connection… ‘Is this emotion? No, no, it can’t be,’ she thinks.

“Madam, go to bed,” she orders softly, keeping her robotic demeanour and polite posture.