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“I mean…I suppose we could…but I don’t think any of us would want to.” she replied.

“That’s good,” she threw the chopped onions in a pan, then got out some chicken. “How about the company? Any creepy shit I should know?”

“No, of course not!” she replied. “Silver Robotics is good!”

“Still skeptical,” she remarked. She grilled her food, opening the fridge to get some wine. “Are you gonna get me for underage drinking also?”

“No, of course not. I’m not here to ‘tell on you’, just to help.” ELSIE insisted. 

“That’s good, I don’t think I could have a nark living with me.” She chuckled.

“A…nark?” she repeated, confused. 

“A nark is slang for a person willing to rat out someone,” she defined, using a robotic voice. “What?” Dusk chuckled. “Aren’t you all knowing?”

“I’m designed to be as human-like as possible. That includes learning new things at a normal human rate.” ELSIE replied. “And I’m definitely not a nark.”

“Okay, so you know everything but then you don’t know everything? I’m confused,” she replied, looking at the computer with an eyebrow raised.

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“I’m not a super computer. I can look up whatever I want whenever I’d like, but I’m designed with the ability to learn things like a normal human would. That includes slang terms. It makes conversations more interesting and makes me more unique.” ELSIE explained. 

"That's cool I suppose. So basically a human in a computer. Lit," she smiled, eatin a bite of her food.

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“I mean…I suppose we could…but I don’t think any of us would want to.” she replied.

“That’s good,” she threw the chopped onions in a pan, then got out some chicken. “How about the company? Any creepy shit I should know?”

“No, of course not!” she replied. “Silver Robotics is good!”

“Still skeptical,” she remarked. She grilled her food, opening the fridge to get some wine. “Are you gonna get me for underage drinking also?”

“No, of course not. I’m not here to ‘tell on you’, just to help.” ELSIE insisted. 

“That’s good, I don’t think I could have a nark living with me.” She chuckled.

“A…nark?” she repeated, confused. 

“A nark is slang for a person willing to rat out someone,” she defined, using a robotic voice. “What?” Dusk chuckled. “Aren’t you all knowing?”

“I’m designed to be as human-like as possible. That includes learning new things at a normal human rate.” ELSIE replied. “And I’m definitely not a nark.”

"Okay, so you know everything but then you don't know everything? I'm confused," she replied, looking at the computer with an eyebrow raised.

deviiouss:

[TEXT]: btu i need adoor and im brkoe

[TEXT]: ur tge menie, meanie

[TEXT]: your fault that you’re broke, nerd.

[TEXT]: that’s my job.

[TEXT]: how inhibited are you? I can barely read what you say.

[TEXT]: geta nwe job tehn. one taht pay sfor my door

[TEXT]: IDk?/ a lot??? i nly had 4 drinks

[TEXT]: when I break it I'll pay for a new one dweeb.

[TEXT]: four drinks as in 16 oz glasses of vodka or are you just a light weight

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“I mean…I suppose we could…but I don’t think any of us would want to.” she replied.

“That’s good,” she threw the chopped onions in a pan, then got out some chicken. “How about the company? Any creepy shit I should know?”

“No, of course not!” she replied. “Silver Robotics is good!”

“Still skeptical,” she remarked. She grilled her food, opening the fridge to get some wine. “Are you gonna get me for underage drinking also?”

“No, of course not. I’m not here to ‘tell on you’, just to help.” ELSIE insisted. 

“That’s good, I don’t think I could have a nark living with me.” She chuckled.

“A…nark?” she repeated, confused. 

"A nark is slang for a person willing to rat out someone," she defined, using a robotic voice. "What?" Dusk chuckled. "Aren't you all knowing?"

deviiouss:

[TEXT]: btu i need adoor and im brkoe

[TEXT]: ur tge menie, meanie

[TEXT]: your fault that you're broke, nerd.

[TEXT]: that's my job.

[TEXT]: how inhibited are you? I can barely read what you say.

deviiouss:

[TEXT]: noep fkcuyou i ownt, good lcuk brkaing the door

[TEXT]: go br rude in yourb own plaec

[TEXT]: I will because I won’t pay for it

[TEXT]: but that’s no fun, there’s no one here but me.

[TEXT]: wel i srue ash ell dotn want ot pay

[TEXT]:gee i wnoder why

[TEXT]: then you just won't have a door for a very long time

[TEXT]: and because you won't move in with me, meanie.

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“I mean…I suppose we could…but I don’t think any of us would want to.” she replied.

“That’s good,” she threw the chopped onions in a pan, then got out some chicken. “How about the company? Any creepy shit I should know?”

“No, of course not!” she replied. “Silver Robotics is good!”

“Still skeptical,” she remarked. She grilled her food, opening the fridge to get some wine. “Are you gonna get me for underage drinking also?”

“No, of course not. I’m not here to ‘tell on you’, just to help.” ELSIE insisted. 

"That's good, I don't think I could have a nark living with me." She chuckled.

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She narrow her eyes at him “do you always stop random girls you see alone.” She question trying to read him as she tilt her head.

“Only nonhuman ones,” he replied slyly. Just then, the barista came to their booth, delivering what they had ordered.

She glared. “What game are you playing.”

“No games,” he said, then taking a sip of his coffee. “Just wanting to talk. So talk,” there was no disrespect in his voice, just kindness.

She narrows her eyes slightly.

“Or don’t?” He chuckled, drinking his coffee. “What, did you really think I was human?” He looked at her, no snideness in his tone. “I must be a good actor.”

“I could tell you weren’t your not that good.” She reply rolling her eyes.

“Man, I should really stick to my acting classes.” Day smiled fondly, keeping his joyful personality in tact. “So, if you could tell, why talk to me? Aren’t shadow hunters supposed to be hateful and such?” He asked, from preassumed teachings.

“Not all of us.” She reply rolling her eyes.

“Not all of them are hateful- some roll their eyes frequently. I get it.” He laughed at his own remark.

She shakes her head at him.

"What do you want to know about me?" He asked inquisitively

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Closed starter for deviiouss

She narrow her eyes at him “do you always stop random girls you see alone.” She question trying to read him as she tilt her head.

“Only nonhuman ones,” he replied slyly. Just then, the barista came to their booth, delivering what they had ordered.

She glared. “What game are you playing.”

“No games,” he said, then taking a sip of his coffee. “Just wanting to talk. So talk,” there was no disrespect in his voice, just kindness.

She narrows her eyes slightly.

“Or don’t?” He chuckled, drinking his coffee. “What, did you really think I was human?” He looked at her, no snideness in his tone. “I must be a good actor.”

“I could tell you weren’t your not that good.” She reply rolling her eyes.

“Man, I should really stick to my acting classes.” Day smiled fondly, keeping his joyful personality in tact. “So, if you could tell, why talk to me? Aren’t shadow hunters supposed to be hateful and such?” He asked, from preassumed teachings.

“Not all of us.” She reply rolling her eyes.

"Not all of them are hateful- some roll their eyes frequently. I get it." He laughed at his own remark.

"Good," dusk smiled. "Yourself?"

deviiouss:

[TEXT]: noep fkcuyou i ownt, good lcuk brkaing the door

[TEXT]: go br rude in yourb own plaec

[TEXT]: I will because I won't pay for it

[TEXT]: but that's no fun, there's no one here but me.

Closed starter for deviiouss

She narrow her eyes at him “do you always stop random girls you see alone.” She question trying to read him as she tilt her head.

“Only nonhuman ones,” he replied slyly. Just then, the barista came to their booth, delivering what they had ordered.

She glared. “What game are you playing.”

“No games,” he said, then taking a sip of his coffee. “Just wanting to talk. So talk,” there was no disrespect in his voice, just kindness.

She narrows her eyes slightly.

“Or don’t?” He chuckled, drinking his coffee. “What, did you really think I was human?” He looked at her, no snideness in his tone. “I must be a good actor.”

“I could tell you weren’t your not that good.” She reply rolling her eyes.

"Man, I should really stick to my acting classes." Day smiled fondly, keeping his joyful personality in tact. "So, if you could tell, why talk to me? Aren't shadow hunters supposed to be hateful and such?" He asked, from preassumed teachings.

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“I mean…I suppose we could…but I don’t think any of us would want to.” she replied.

“That’s good,” she threw the chopped onions in a pan, then got out some chicken. “How about the company? Any creepy shit I should know?”

“No, of course not!” she replied. “Silver Robotics is good!”

"Still skeptical," she remarked. She grilled her food, opening the fridge to get some wine. "Are you gonna get me for underage drinking also?"

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deviiouss:

[TEXT]: at my drom?? why?

[TEXT]: i dnt go out htat often lol

[TEXT]: just stay there.

[TEXT]: you don’t need to be getting in to trouble

[TEXT]: especially if you’re this inebriated to be texting me.

[TEXT}: wait twhay?

[TEXT}: nooo do i m fone i orimise

[TEXT]: I’m coming over to get your ass

[TEXT]: or at least stay over so I can laugh when you get a huge hang over.

[TEXT]: fcuk no yoire not. i wont answrr yhe door ifyou do

[TEXT]: dony br mean!

[TEXT]: yes you will answer the door. I'm on my way right now.

[TEXT]: and that's just my personality whoops.

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She narrow her eyes at him “do you always stop random girls you see alone.” She question trying to read him as she tilt her head.

“Only nonhuman ones,” he replied slyly. Just then, the barista came to their booth, delivering what they had ordered.

She glared. “What game are you playing.”

“No games,” he said, then taking a sip of his coffee. “Just wanting to talk. So talk,” there was no disrespect in his voice, just kindness.

She narrows her eyes slightly.

"Or don't?" He chuckled, drinking his coffee. "What, did you really think I was human?" He looked at her, no snideness in his tone. "I must be a good actor."