Sitting

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I'm coming back from work tired, and I only need to see Droid.

When I finally get home, I open the door and take my shoes off, but without thinking, I'm speed-walking to the one place I know that man is at. "Droid," I say with a sad undertone.

Droid stops what he is doing, turns around in his chair, and pulls his headphones back. "Damn, you look cooked." "I am, so please hug me," I say with my hand stretched out. "Come over here then," he says as he pats his lap. "Really! All I asked was for a hug, but this is better," I say as I practically jump into his lap. " "Yup, this is way better than a hug." "You know it," he says, pulling me into a tight hug.

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