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... ke, shake, shake..."
Zeta Prime barged right in, the smart system still blaring music.
The second it saw the two tangled up on the bed, the music instantly cut off.
It panicked, ready to bolt, but—too late.
It was toast.
"Zeta Prime, finish the song."
The man’s icy voice rang out. Zeta Prime crouched down, two drops of oil leaking from its eyes, robotic hands clutching its metal head. "Left eye twitching, something good’s coming—or maybe I’m about ...
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