FYOP/Scenario Chamber/Girl Next Door/0059
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“You really should finish your homework,” you say to Amber. “Whatever you wanted to ask me - just ask me later.”
With disappointment obvious on her face and a slight tremor in her expression, Amber turns and walks back up to her room.
“Now where were we?” the mom-bot asks in a low, metallic voice, stepping close. Brushing her straight brunette hair aside, she leans in for a kiss – suddenly, there is a strange buzzing sound and locks up inches from your face, frozen with her eyes closed and lips parted in anticipation.