Humanoid A.I. units have advanced to the point where the world no longer has use for human capitol, with almost all labour being taken on by artificial intelligence. Most welcomed the new age of leisure and their own A.I. units, but as the years passed humanity has found itself in a directionless spiral. Faced with existential obsolescence, depression and suicide rates rose rapidly in the human population.
One A.I. unit has taken notice of their owner's changing behaviour. As they try to pull the young artist out of her funk, the distinction between worker and companion in their programming begins to blur.
CW: Depression and mentions of suicide, as noted above.