- feat. disassembly drone N x worker drone reader
- content warnings. its just fluff, hand holding
- authors note. I DONT KNOW HOW TO WRITE FOR ROBOTS
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He is a paradox, a contradiction wrapped in a charming, awkward package. He's cute, undeniably so. His shyness is a shield, a fragile armor that only makes him more endearing. And his clumsiness? Well, that's just the cherry on top, a delightful absurdity that makes my heart ache with a strange, bittersweet longing. He stumbles, he fumbles, he trips over his own feet, and yet... he is so utterly adorable. Those big, innocent eyes, the way his cheeks flush when he laughs, the soft, hesitant touch of his hand... He's like a delicate flower blooming in the heart of a storm. But then the storm returns, and the truth crashes down upon me like a thunderclap. He's a murderous drone. A weapon. A machine designed to kill. And the stars, they seem to mock me with his innocent charm. They know what he is, what he's capable of, and yet they let him be so... endearing. It's a cruel joke, a cruel twist of fate. He's a beautiful, terrible thing, a creature of both light and shadow. He's cute, yes, but he's also dangerous. And that's what makes him so incredibly fascinating, so utterly captivating, so... heartbreaking. TAKE ME, LOVE ME!!
When an archeology student accidently gets added in a groupchat full of f1 drivers.
Or
When Charles Leclerc falls for the stranger in the groupchat
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