Sentient 𝙵𝚝. 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜𝙿𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜(DISCONTINUED)

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"How is it?"

Two figures, sitting on a chair near to their dining table, one on the right and the other in the middle...it was a long table, the android always sits there, at the end of the table. While her master sits on her left. As she watches him eat the breakfast she made for him....life's been like this...

".........."

The man only proceeded to eat as he stared back at the beautiful, perfect, and eerily accurate replica of his late wife......except their eyes were different....

'Not the same...'

Wth that perfect smile, the android will try its best to keep him entertained...ofcourse... "Do you want to have another cup of coffee? I'll make you a new one..." even their tone of voice....it was perfect...America looked at his half finished meal and played with the little potato on his plate.

Their cooking skills are the same as well.....and their behavior...

America would always watch the android's actions, 'sigh.....nearly there...' he said in his mind as his glasses shined, dismissing whatever the android requested of him...

"The coffee is enough Lia....."

He didn't even thank her...he was occupied with thoughts early in the morning, trying his best to perfect and make this android more like his late wife...what should he do? What can he do?...if he isn't careful, the same accident might happen again...he doesn't realize that he's been a little hostile towards his own creation lately...

He could still remember those hands, wrapped around his neck...so tightly...wanting it to break...

*CoUgH! COUGH!—*

"*GASp—!......"

That memory still haunts him...as if it will happen again...he found himself caressing his neck as he breaked contact with the android's hands. "....is something wrong Husband? I scanned that you seem to be unhappy..." the android tried her best to sound concerned as America gripped onto the silverware on his left hand.

"...Shut....Shut up...."

The android smiled and nodded "Affirmative..." and behaved quietly as she sat on the table with poise and grace as always. But the android's eyes are always looking at him. He want to feel comfortable around her again....but it's not her.... it's just a thing.... I need to keep on working on her....I should not keep on delaying her upgrades....

This thing is not perfect yet....America sighs and stood up from his sit and once he did, he heard the android's gentle shuffling as if it was coded for her to act careful....of course, he made her that way...she's supposed to be exact like her...."I'm going to work...send a message to the office that I'm working from home...tomorrow, a meeting will be held, you should remind them...Lia.."

"Yes, Husband~..."

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