February 7th, Day 40 of Project F, 9:10 AM, -_ (Place)
"Y/N? Y/N! WAKE UP-"
"FUCK!"
God... I hate my roommate for that.
"Okay, okay, I'm awake, don't elbow drop me again. For the love of JOD."
I groggily sat up, rubbing my eyes, and glancing at the clock
"Yeah, well, you-"
I cut the poor guy off, I was late for work, and that isn't very fun.. "OH FUCK ME SIDEWAYS WITH A CHAIR ON A SPOON. ALRIGHT, YOU, OUT, I GOTTA GET DRESSED AND OUT TO WORK.".. "alrighty then"
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After the chaotic morning known as waking up, I started heading to work, in the usual attire, work was always a living hell, at least I had pretty robots to look after...
"You're late, what's up?"
"Overslept, sorry for making you unable to clock ou-"
In the midst of my chatter with my colleague, who was a chill guy, we got interrupted by... F-o2, guess she got her shots and got put back with her 'sisters'...
"EEEEEEHUGHHH! GET THIS OFF MEEEEE!"
"..... what the fuck is up with her"
"I had to put her in the skirt because her pants are washing"
"Oh dear god."
... oh no. This was gonna be a loooong day...
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I clocked in, let my coworker leave, and carefully entered the room after reading the notes left for me by the big man up in his office, and obviously my good pal Ash, pretty sure he's one of the few reasons I work here... he's just fun, gotta love being able to chat before working
"Ladies, ladies, what's with the screaming?"
I sighed at the mayhem in the room, F-o1 sitting with her hands over her ears, F-o2 screaming like a banshee... and possibly growling a bit, F-o3 playing with a fidget toy Ash just tossed into the room, and F-o4 huddled in the corner, away from the other three... she's always been a tad reclusive
"That guy put her in a skirt, she's throwing a fit, she'll calm down in a minute.." F-01 mumbled, still covering her ears
"Ah, that makes sense... alright, cmon, o2, calm down, it's not the end of the world, you'll be fine in a skirt for a couple minutes until your pants are done and dried..."
... I just got an absolutely betrayed look from F-o2, like I just told her I hated her entire existence, or like I told her that she wasn't a human, which she definitely knew by now
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11:34AM, pre-lunch
I was doing my usual work, which in this case, was social training, today I had to just chitchat away with F-o1, check if she's socially compatible with the world...
"Okay, this might just be a bit quick, but... eh. Okay. F-o-"
"It's Flower."
"I'm sorry what?"
"I'm Flower, not whatever that weird name is"
"Okay then... Flower, how are you today?"
"I'm... okay, how are you?"
"I'm good... would you care to explain your... new name?"
"We don't like the ones we were given, so I'm Flower, is there an issue with that?"
"Not at all. I find the name quite pretty, it suits you"
"... thank you, do you have a name?"
"I do, it's Y/N, why?"
"... no reason... it's nice though."
"Well, thank you"
"Ah, lunch... that concludes this session, thank you for cooperating..."
"Can I have some miso?"
"I'm sorry, what? Miso? Don't you all have specific meals?"
"Yeah... but I really want miso, can I?"
"Well... sure... I'll find a way to work it out"
"... thank you. You seem... good.."
"Ah... thank you?"
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February 7th, 10:22pm, end of shift
"F-o2 absolutely despises skirts, don't put her in a skirt, keep her some spare pants, thank you!"
"PS- F-o1 likes miso, but, keep it to treats if she's well behaved"
-Y/N
