Rose, full of hope, smiled across the table at a man who returned her smile warmly. She blushed.
She had never met anyone like him. Their souls aligned, needing no words.
Her gaze lingered on his perfect hair as she readied herself to finally confide in him.
Her voice trembling slightly, she leaned over and whispered: "I love you dearly, my–!"
She gasped when he opened his mouth, far too wide. Smoke was pouring from his ears.
She gave a little shriek and tumbled onto the floor.
The waitress at the bar didn’t even look up. Dating robots, how desperate…
V mém univerzu by robot nechtěl ubohé Rose ublížit tím, že by její city nedovedl opětovat, a tak se paradoxem vzniklé situace trochu uvařil. Byl to dobrák.
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