Abomination

Readjustment

DATE

NOV 5TH, 2038

TIME

AM 08:43:18

"HAVE YOU SEE THE NEWS THIS MORNING?"

A pair of light green eyes tore themselves away from the tablet they had previously been reading to stare at where the voice had come from. With a tilted head of chestnut hair, a woman, looking approximately twenty-six years of age, pursed her thin pink lips and glanced up at the voice. "I don't watch the news anymore," she said spitefully and looked back down to her reading, "all they ever speak about is the negative aspects of life. I don't want to be reminded that life outside is just as bad as in here."

The voice sighed. "I'm just saying, it was quite... different than what they usually cover."

She paused her reading once more and finally turned her full attention to the man in the doorway of the room. The man, Ethan Tyler, smiled slightly at her and nodded his head as if he read her mind. He could imagine her confusion at his statement. "They weren't just expressing their admiration for the fact that androids make such good slaves?"

Ethan chuckled slightly, however, he couldn't help the sting of bitterness that struck his chest at the reminder. He is well away of the fact that androids are looked down upon in their society. He has been reminded of it every day. Despite the majority of people disrespecting androids because their only purpose is to be slaves to humanity. However, both he and Natalie have always viewed androids to be equal, or at least, that they can be equal to humans. That view has never changed. Not even after the accident.

"You know how humanity is," he tried to joke, but he only earned an eye roll from Natalie. "They always do, but this one story that they covered is... well, you'll just have to watch it to see." He left the bedroom and strolled into the family room of the apartment as he plopped down onto the couch in front of the muted television.

With slight apprehension, Natalie shuffled her way out of her bedroom and into the family room to join Ethan by the couch. She didn't make a move to sit beside him because she didn't see a need to. Whatever story the twenty-three-year-old had to show her was most likely some sort of joke. As soon as she heard what the news anchors had to say about their "slaves", she would go back into her solitude and wither away in her room as she was before. She didn't care about what everyone else was doing on the outside. She hasn't left their shared apartment in over three years. If this news story was a way for Ethan to try and convince her to go out and back into the society that ruined her life, then he will be sorely mistaken. Nothing has, or will, convince her to leave this apartment.

The apartment is decent. Nothing too fancy or plain, and it is the perfect size for the two people in the family room. Two bedrooms, a bathroom, a decent kitchen, small family room and small dining room proved to be the right amount of space for them. They had some of the latest technology all around their home, though it was more for Ethan's use. Natalie mostly just uses tablets for reading.

"So who's reporting it this time," Natalie scoffed and crossed her arms in slight annoyance.

"It's not just one of them, Nat, it's all of them!"

Natalie turned to him with a skeptical eye, "What kind of story is this again?"

Ethan smiled as he realized that he now had her full attention, "one you'll find intriguing, I'm sure of it."

Natalie pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders. If Ethan says that this story is intriguing, then it must be something to look into. Even if it wasn't, she found it cute that Ethan wanted to show her something he found important. The way his eyes crinkled in the corners of his light green eyes that would become flooded with hope always caused her to smile slightly. He is the only one that could make her smile like that. He will always be the only one. Because she is never going back outside again.