Gay robots and uh ya (Oilrose?!?!?!?)

''What?! Me!?''

J smirked slightly. "Fair point. Although you do realize you're one of those girls, right?"

V was stunned. She blushed slightly. "Tuh- uh- Wai- Wha-" This was new. J had never expressed many emotions openly, except annoyance, anger, and boredom.

J's smirk of smugness grew. She wasn't lying, either. "You heard me. I know for a fact I didn't stutter." J then pointed out a couple, off in the distance. Holding hands, saying sweet nothings to one another. "That could be us, y'know."

V found herself to be quite flustered, even flattered by J's sudden confession. "I.. I mean it could be if I did. But like, I don't know why I should."

J smirked. Not only would she get a little secret off her chest, but she'd also make some guilt rise in her co-worker, N. "N would regret hooking up with that purple creature, so that's one thing."

V smiled slightly. She had always seemed much.. Angrier, generally, ever since he and that worker drone got together.