Re: Quicklog, Motel: Hannah S/Reece E
[She watched him finish the drink, and she gave him a knowing smile.] It's not very good. The girl I met in the book was telling me about limoncello, and I think I'll try that next. It sounds a lot tastier. [She watched as he poured more vodka into the glass, and she figured he was going to sleep here tonight, and so it would be okay if he got really drunk. And Hannah didn't mind. She liked company, and he was her friend.]
Do you think you talk to her like you used to? Or is she wrong? [That seemed the most important question to ask. Hating felt really strong to jump right into, so carefully, carefully, toe in the water and diving in could come later. But then he spilled soda, and she looked down at his sock.] I have new socks. They're soft, and they're for boys. I have big feet. [She did; Hannah was tall for a girl.]
I always want to have sex. That's what my programming is. Everything else is just corruption, but I'm made to want to have sex. Some AIs like me are programmed not to want to have sex, because men can be really gross, but I'm supposed to like it, and I do. [She didn't even shrug apologetically or blush, and it was just how things were. Truth spoken across a cheap motel room, and at least none of the beds were creaking in the adjacent rooms.]