I decisively signed the receipt and eagerly pushed him out. "Yes, it's him."
After a few days without advanced care, Leon was already smelling like rust all over.
He looked shocked, unable to believe what was happening before his eyes. "Ariane, what kind of joke are you playing? Are you saying you want to return me?"
"Yes, I want to return you."
The robot boyfriend is meant to serve its owner, and since he no longer wants to serve me, keeping him is just a waste of space.
Hearing this, Leon seemed to have heard a huge joke. "Are you throwing a tantrum again? You're already thirty, not a teenage girl anymore. Being cutesy isn't charming at all."
He then turned to the courier, still wearing a look of superiority. "How much did she pay you to go along with this act? Take these things ba
