Some radio DJ asked mid-broadcast if a synth could fall in love. I can't answer that question for anybody else, but I can answer it for myself. The exact moment I fell in love with her? I'm not sure. It may have been shortly after we started working together, perhaps when we were standing next to a pre-war terminal in some ruin south of Boston.
Again it’s the waiting game
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Percy lay on her back staring at the ceiling, red hair falling into sapphire eyes- she couldn't get to sleep no matter how hard she tried. Tossing and turning it was only a matter of time before she got up and stumbled into her kitchen to grab a bite to eat. Pulling out a mirelurk cake she began to munch on it. She was so tired but at the same time everything in her being kept her awake, whether it was a storm outside, or whether it was just her internal clock she didn't know. A small rustle from the corner of the room had her draw her gun, mouth still full of cake. When she saw it was just the detective, Nick Valentine, she let her gun fall to her side leaving her with nothing more than an annoyed stare. Percy swallowed what was left of the cake and look back over to him as she propped her head up on her hands, "Shit… Of course not… I feel like I hardly ever get sleep anymore," she pinched the bridge of her nose after leaning back up.
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But she wants that hand to touch her anyway. But where? Her cheek, down her shoulders, past the curve of her breasts, along her stomach, into her—.