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the morning arrived without sunshine. lucille rested upon the window sill, gazing out the frosted window of the safehouse before turning her attention back to the young android. alice was resting in a cozy bed. luce sometimes wondered what it felt like to sleep, that element was never included in her programming.
❛ i’ve never seen the little one so. . . at peace. ❜ the words silently ran through her system, a smile peaking the corner of her mouth.











