Robotic Love

Chapter Eleven: Mind Control

The rest of the day went by very quickly and before I knew it, it was time for the guests to leave. I'll admit, today was a pretty good day, despite the fact that I had the misfortune to encounter another one of them self-entitled psychopaths. I don't think I will ever understand why people act the way they do and believe that they deserve many privileges when they don't deserve or earned them, but it's funnier than intimidating when dealing with these people. They had no idea I found their attempts to get what they wanted to be funny and just very stupid.

I stood in the Lobby with a huge smile on my face, having been in an extremely good mood all day. I just couldn't stop thinking about what happened at Rockstar Row earlier this morning. While it was something extremely unexpected, it was also something cherishable.

Roxanne Wolf, the band's keytar player, the mascot of Roxy Raceway, and an animatronic wolf had kissed me on the cheek. While it was a bit different from receiving a kiss from a person, it was still a kiss nonetheless. It was a big deal for me as I had never been kissed by a girl before in my life. It was both very weird and special at the same time. It was weird since it was an animatronic that kissed me on the cheek, but it was also special since it was my first one.

As I thought about the kiss Roxanne had given me, I couldn't help but think if that was something Roxanne ever did with anyone. If anything, has she ever kissed someone on the cheek before. For some odd reason, I didn't think so. I might be overthinking things, but I couldn't help but feel like I was the first one she ever did that to. Maybe it was because I had never seen her do it with anyone else or even displayed any sign of affection towards her friends.

If Roxanne had kissed someone on the cheek before, I wasn't going to allow myself to become jealous. Jealousy is a very ugly and dangerous feeling that can turn your life upside down. If you let it consume you entirely, it can turn you into something you're not and lead you to make decisions that you would regret later for the rest of your life. That was something I didn't want to happen.

Then, I thought about how she has been rarely acting like her usual self, like the confident and narcissistic wolf she was mentioned to be by Kyle during the interview a few days prior. I couldn't help but think that Roxanne kissing me on the cheek was something that would be something that many would call 'uncharacteristic'. However, it did add more evidence of the possibility of her possessing a crush on me. It did seem damning, but it still wasn't enough to confirm it.

I also couldn't help but think that her possessing such feelings for me was a bit too fast. Maybe her harboring such feelings was a result of me showing the wolf kindness and love, something that none of the previous guards had displayed or given her for so long. That was going to be a big problem as the intense emotions she must be feeling might blind and cloud her judgment. Worse, it might make her do things that she would never do. I didn't have a problem with people harboring such a crush on someone, but they should at the very least maintain control of themselves.

Now thinking about that, I realized that for the last few days since working here, Roxanne hasn't been invading my thoughts as she had the first time that I first saw her. To be honest, I had no idea why that was the case, but to be quite frank, I was very glad as my mind didn't feel like it was getting invaded by thoughts of her.

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt something tap me on the right shoulder. I yelped, jumped back, and balled my hands into fists, ready to punch whoever it was that touched me. Kyle was standing there and giving me a funny look.

I sighed in relief before glaring at him slightly.

"What is up with people trying to give me a heart attack?" I growled. "What the balls."

Kyle chuckled. "Sorry about that. I was preparing to leave when I saw you standing here still as a statue. You looked like you were thinking very deeply about something. What were you thinking about?"