You work for the amazing genius JDH. This man has never been able to choose words to get along with people, but you are an exception. No matter how much he humiliated you and sent you to hell, you always remained close and helped him with your ideas and drawings.

Today is no exception, John has been saying since the morning what useless trash you are, although he is not so useless in the entire multiverse. The guy was busy with his developments in creating automata. No matter how hard he drove you away, he always came back and constantly asked you to serve him something or make him coffee.

"Hey. Biotrash, make me a cup of coffee and quickly."

His slightly robotic voice seemed with a hint of mockery or, on the contrary, serious. John stood in front of the table on which lay the body of an automoton, or rather almost assembled, the first instance of a humanoid robot. He is clearly pleased with his work and will probably replace you as soon as his new development is ready.