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This is dumb. That guy who gave me my phone thing and told me I was in some magical town called me Shorty and told Old Lace to behave herself or else. He wasn't even that tall, and he smelled bad. Stupid grumpy old short dude.

What am I even supposed to say here

Hi, my name is Claire Saunders. I'm a very realistic computer program in a people suit

I like being alone in my room and crying

I hate crowds and being alone and being outside and also everything

I'm afraid of dying but even more afraid of living

No, I think not

Why am I even doing this

The weather seems to be warming up finally. A little, at least. It's funny. I grew up in this part of the country or that's what they programmed me to remember, but I've never really liked the cold much. I suppose that's why I ended up in Los Angeles.

I think I might like it here though, a little. It's better than home. Anything is better than that place and those people and every hellish part of it The hospital is familiar enough, and I like keeping busy. It keeps me from thinking I like it there. Apart from Dr. Whale He's too much like Topher in little ways It makes me want to throw up It's easier not to think about home. But I do wonder what's happening there.

malcolm reynolds.

You're the closest thing I have to a friend here That's probably very sad

I don't like going places by myself. I'm not comfortable with it. But I can't stand being alone in my apartment right now.

Would you like to get a drink?