Always the gentledroid, Daniel sat in the backseat of the car allowing Jamie to sit next to me up front.

"You'll have to tell me where we're going now, Daniel." I set the pad of my thumb down on the ignition dial to start up my car.

Some androids could drive, of course, such as the business and service ones. I had chosen against that feature when he was made for me. I looked up into the rear view mirror and eyed his jawline and the way the streetlights passed by and washed over his face in a broken, golden glow. I knew he'd take care of me. I didn't need a chauffeur.

There were multiple ways Daniel drove me crazy. I was such a foolish girl to have forgotten.

Jamie checked her lip gloss in the mirror above her head. She was just as effortlessly pretty and bohemian as the day I met her over a mixed up order at our uni coffee shop.

"Take us to the pier. We're gonna get picked up there," he winked in the mirror, and I wanted to lunge into the backseat and kiss the grin off his face.

Once I pulled the car up to where Daniel pointed, we idled for a few minutes until a camper van drove up alongside us.

"Good evening, ladies."

I swallowed. Jamie gripped the car door and placed her other hand on her chest.

Standing to our side was a Ben Gillies Model BDG2002D. The drummer's satiny, dark brown hair just grazed his earlobes. He was shirtless and his pants hung at his hips.

I smiled up at him, taking in his perfection. He couldn't have been more than a couple years activated.

"H--hello," Jamie tried.

"I see it's only a matter of preference when it comes to an android purchase for you," I toyed with her.

"Hey, ya crusty knob. You can't help but show off your muscles, can ya?" Daniel exited the backseat and smacked Ben's shoulder.

Ben rolled his eyes. "Research has shown me that showing off is not unheard of for you either, mate. It just comes a bit later."

They hugged, flying jokes and insults in the air between them. This Ben droid must have been very dear to Daniel. Perhaps it was one he passed time with online while I spent time with Rex and my glasses of wine. 

Rex. I forgot to return his call. He probably had an early morning ahead of him. I wasn't going to worry about getting back to him just yet.

"Are you kidding me?" Jamie squeezed my arm so hard I winced.

Out of the camper van stretched a Chris Joannou Model CJJ1995F, complete with long and wavy sun-highlighted hair, shorts and a Helmet band tee. His face set into a dopey smile, and I could almost hear the fourteen-year-old inside of Jamie squeal. 

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