-You have stand up for yourself, dude! They’re using you.
-I know, I know… But what can a lonely robot do? I mean, I was made for this, after all.
-You need to set them straight. You need to tell them where the land lies, set the scores, you know… Pull the plug on the situation.
-I’ll see what I can do, man, but they never listen. Machines just don’t have a vote.
Robort went back to work. Lister walked on towards the university gym. It was good to be a human, but he felt sorry for the robots. They had become so smart, so friendly, and people just kept exploiting them. There would have to come some kind of change, sooner or later.
Robort couldn’t stop processing what Lister had said. They had been friends for years, and he really respected Lister’s opinions on things, but he felt this was just too complicated. He was made to drill holes, after all. It was what he enjoyed doing. Should he stop? He wondered if Lister was right. His owner was making a lot of cash, and he didn’t get anything but energy and oil to keep his system smooth and running… to do more work.
There she was, in a distance. He started walking faster, followed her just out of sight. Once in a while she looked over her shoulder. He stopped. Waited. Then he walked faster.
He remembered the first night he saw her. Swaying hips and her head high. Their paths had crossed. Sparkling eyes met his. A hint of fear.
He fell in love. Obsession. He wanted her.
He started looking for her at night. He found out when she walked by. The route she used to take from the train station and home. Some day he would talk to her. Some day she would be his
He saw her go into her house, always looking over her shoulder when she went in. Did she think about him, when she was inside, when she went to bed? Was she afraid? Curious? He was hoping the last, but he didn’t really believe it. But yes, he was sure she thought about him.
He got this strange feeling, an absurd feeling that he was the one being followed, that someone somehow was watching, staring at him from the darkness. Had she called the police? He shrugged it off. It wasn’t illegal to walk the streets at night.