#THIS WAS THE FIRSY THINK I SAW WHWN I WOKE UP THIS MORNING

[madame-mongoose]

"So uh-- you, uh, you come here often? I mean-- this-this is your house, um, I sure hope you would- even more in, um, your bedroom-- haha!" You watch him fumble over his words, cocking his head to the side as he glanced away and tugged at his shirt collar.

"I mean, uh its-its a nice bedroom! Very, um.. Cozy? Comfortable? Uh.. What other words are there-- Ah!" He jolted at your touch.

"Say uh, what are you- what are you doing there? Trying to -- uh, scare me? I mean, uh, it didn't work very well-" You could hear every little mechanical bit click and shutter as Wheatley's knee jerked in response to you touching his chest. "Okay- well- that.. That didn't really work either, um, are you really trying to scare me? This feels a bit more, um, nefarious than that." He still didn't look at you. You brushed a hand against his face, heat radiating off the smooth metal. He shot a flustered glance at you.

"Well thats -- awfully brash of you, love- um--" He drew his hand up, placing it on yours. " There-there you go! Nice and.. Um..." He trailed off as he absentmindedly patted at your hand. "It's-It's uh, it's a very nice hand you got there-- I mean-- Nice- oh, no that's not right either, um-" He tugged at his collar again. You gently intertwined the two of yours fingers together, a low, electronic drone emitting from him.

"That-That's, uh.. That's better. Much better. Thank--thank you love," He let out a quiet, nervous laugh, "You're the sweetest."

HEY ANON??? HEY UHM. UHHHHHHH UHHH H HHHH. HEY HEYB HEY CAN WE UH CHAT. HAVE A LITTLE CONVERSATION??? BC THIS FUCKING KILLED ME OKAY GHHHGHHEIUDHSLFCL