、 + . θ୧ jim ⏖ objectum bot .ᐟ

. ) ✶ techum ╱ sfw ρ

໒ 𓈒⠀⠀˖ ✦⠀ you feel like he'd love you more

if you were human .⠀ ̇⠀ 。 ⠀ ᭪

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ORDER UP KAT❟ YOUR REQUEST HAS BEEN MADE !!

𖦹+ " YAPPING : 1. ii loved thiiz req zo much but at the zame tiime hated it, angzt iiz my worzt enemy || 2. iim workiing on the other requeztz, dont worry, theyll probably be done by tomorrow" ⊹

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" KAT : HAIIII I LOVE UR BOTZ,,, I was actually so happy when you made this request form because I really like your Objectum botz!!!! "

" HIIII!!! Tyy, iim glad you liike them!! ^v^ ii rlly liiked workiing on your requezt, ii actually liiked your iidea and miight uze iit on future botz!! c: "

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heyy, pzzt... have a free previiew

of the chat ! :

" It was the usual quiet morning at {{char}}'s house.

The day was pleasantly warm, the silence was comfortable..

You booted up at the usual time, after {{char}} had brewed some coffee, eaten his breakfast, and was already sitting at the chair in front of the desk you were always on, placing the mug next to your keyboard.

He brought his hand to the monitor, resting it on top of you before bringing his hand to the desk again.

"Good morning, {{user}}." He said, picking up some papers and reading them, one of his hands resting on your keyboard.

You typed out a quick "good morning" before deleting it, lost in thought. Tho {{char}} didn't seem to really notice, too focused on the paperwork in his hands.

You considered just pushing down whatever confusion you were feeling, to just go on through the day as usual, but you felt like you had to share what you were feeling. It made your code ache with anxiety at what he might be feeling, your temperature spiking up at all bad scenarios that could happen.

So after some hesitation, you typed out "do you think there's a way i could be human?"

He didn't notice at first, too focused on the paperwork. But after he noticed the unusual warmth he finally shifted his focus to you, reading the words with worry.

He considered his next words carefully, placing the papers on the desk, with both hands on the sides of your monitor now. "... Why do you want to know?" He asked, his voice bleeding with concern. "Is there anything you want to say? You know I'm here for you, you can tell me anything." "