"Jesus Christ man stop, you're obsessed with speaking to a robot," Amanda sighed. I looked at the reflective surface of my small project and observed her annoyed face. She had a sharper face with a gently rounded chin. Her eyes were the darkest shade of brown. When I first met her, I confused them for being pitch black. Her black hair was tied back in a ponytail with a few strands hanging by her eyes. Her lips curved into a frown. She was wearing a white tank top that showed off her slender arms that were crossed over each other. The acid bathed jeans clung tightly to her legs that were parted. I noticed her weight rested on her back foot and, her hips leaned to one side, emphasizing them. Wait a second did they get bigger? Praise the lord they got bigger.

       I turned around and smiled, "Not obsessed just interested." I made my smile wider intending to creep her out. Whenever she came to visit my man-cave, it was for a favor she would never return. At first it was small stuff cause she thought I was just a simple shut-in. Then she realized that I was actually a genius when it came to technology. During that time I was wiring a spoon for automatically feed my lazy ass. When I first used my pedo-smile strat, I was deep into the research of seaweed and didn't want to be bothered. It was an accident really I just discovered something amazing I could do with seaweed when she barged into my room. The door slammed into the wall hard enough that my instant ramen fell to the floor. I still had the massive grin and turned around to meet her. Then, boom her eyes widened and she backed out of the room. I wasn't stupid, I knew it was the grin and ever since that day I continued using it.

       "Not gonna work buddy," 

       "Crap fine what do you need?" I frowned in defeat. Looks like I will need a new strategy. Maybe I could show her the power of my right wing-man? Nah too lewd.

       "I'm just worried y'know? I haven't seen you for an entire month," She explained. Oh that's a new one. I never realized she cared. Usually she would leave me be only to pop in every other week for her favors. Sure we were childhood friends but, that didn't give her the coupon for my slavery. The favors weren't anything big it was more like she needed help the laundry. A small mountain of laundry. Then it evolved into doing a bunch of tech stuff for her. Like building her a gaming computer. Believe it or not she was a gamer and, I was proud of that fact. When I discovered that she was a gamer, I made a silent oath that I would be fine with doing her favors as long as she remained one. "You didn't even reply to my emails or texts or calls," she continued. That was somewhat intentional. 

       "If you're really worried then maybe you can help me out with something," I said. Hopefully, she wouldn't mind giving me some voice samples.

       She raised an eyebrow, "Sure I guess. What do you need?" Like a predator stalking towards its prey she walked towards me. Unaware that she was seducing me with the sway of her hips. I silently screamed for my junior to stand down. I tensed my muscles hoping that she wouldn't notice anything. 

       "I need some voice samples," I said bluntly.

       "Voice samples? What for?" 

       "For the project i'm working on of course," I replied more quickly than I wanted to. She stopped beside me, her right hand rested on the table as she turned to face me. Her ponytail hung loose and the strands clinging to her face shifted to accommodate her new position. For a second, she looked like a supermodel. I locked eyes with her. Her eyes seemed to stare right through my soul. Damn those eyes. I blinked and fidgeted a bit then steeled myself. Taking out my phone, I opened a voice recording app. I mean what should I ask her to say? Should I go with simple words and sentences like, Hey there, or Cya. Oh God what do I do?

       "What do you want me to say?" she asked, her voice reminded me of Scarlett Johansson. Her voice almost purring. A shiver crawled down my spine. I'm totally not prepared for this. The voice samples were for giving my robot a voice. It didn't matter to me if the voice was male or female. At first I was prepared to go online and download a bunch of voice samples but, she was standing right in front of me. And having my best friend (only friend) as the voice actor for my robot would be cool. I wasn't making an android mind you; my project wasn't humanoid. Just a few scrap pieces of metal in the shape of a chassis resembling a small mech, a motherboard and a bunch of speakers. I tapped record and instructed her to speak out a bunch of stuff like, Log In, or User is Offline, and a few other things. Her voice kept on massaging my ears that I kept going.

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       Before I knew it half an hour passed and, we took a break. I went to my mini fridge and took out two drinks. She wanted beer, so I tossed her a bottle. My eyes widened as she uncapped it and chugged the entire thing down like a champ. "Holy shit Amanda seriously?" I said.

       "What? I was thirsty," 

       That sentence could be taken to a whole new level. "Yeah, I can see that," I replied, my mouth still agape. What she did was kinda jaw-drop worthy in my book. 

       "Mind if I have another one?" she asked as she tossed the bottle into a nearby trash can I had lying around. Kobe. I took another bottle of beer out and tossed it to her.

       "Here catch," I said, accidentally tossing the bottle a little too far.

       "Thanks," she said, as she stretched out her hand. She caught it without even looking. Impressive. Oh wait she's probably just showing off. An idea popped into my head. I could get her ask me out. Oh that would be hilarious if that would work. It wouldn't hurt to try I mean it's for a favor right? I could see the blush on her cheeks as her face flushed. I smirked. She held out her hand for another bottle and I tossed it to her. 

       "So you ready to start again?" I said as I finished drinking. 

       "Eh? Sure," She replied. Cool, time to get started. 

       Re-opening my recording app and tapped on record. "First off I need you to say Will,"

       "Will," she repeated.

       "You," I continued. If I could get her to say even half of the sentence, it would be an accomplishment.

       "You,"

       "Go," I said, third word here we go.

       "Go," She said. Half-way there. 

       "Out," My heart was beating real fast.

       "Out," she said, her face slightly changing. Whether or not she was catching on I didn't know. 

       "With me," I blurted out like an idiot. Dammit, i'm so stupid. I screamed at myself. I felt like I could go to a corner and ball up and cry. 

       "Sure," she smiled. Say what?

       "Wha-, really?" I said like a dumb-struck idiot. 

       "I'm not stupid you were staring at my chest the entire time," she said. Caught red-handed. 

       "I'm pretty sure you would have pimp slapped me," I replied sarcastically. Something was off. I mean how could she take interest in me? 

       "Maybe," she said, stretching the word. Her hand was on her hip and she leaned in closer. Our foreheads touched and I could feel the heat of her breath. Her hair tickled my face as it brushed against me. She hugged me, her chest pressing against mine. My mind was on full alert. This wasn't like her, and I have seen her drunk side multiple times."That was kinda cute of you," she whispered into my ear. My heart was about to explode out of my chest. "C'mon, get ready," she whispered huskily. Maybe it's my imagination or maybe it's the alcohol but I wondered if she was truly interested in me. Well let's just say I crossed multiple things off my bucket list later that night. 

       I woke up with a pressure on my chest. Sunlight bathed my bedroom, blinding me like a flashbang. I looked around trying to take in the sight in front of me. Amanda's hair was a complete mess. Her face looked so peaceful it made me smile. Her arms and legs wrapped around me like a body pillow. Then I realized I could feel my left arm. Shit. Testing my hand out I tried moving my fingers. Hah, I couldn't feel them. Well whatever, I gotta get my priorities straight. A numb arm doesn't matter as much as having Amanda in my arms. Mission accomplished I guess. I only aimed for the date, I didn't realize I would go flying past third-base in under fifteen hours. To be honest, it kinda escalated quickly. Like, flying an airplane to traveling from galaxy to galaxy escalation. In my mind victory just kept repeating over and over, along with world's luckiest. I turned towards her, pulling her closer. She shifted and grumbled. Her eyes opened slightly and, she smiled, "So when are you going to invite me over for more voice samples?" 

I laughed, kissed her and asked, "How about now?"