Jou Volmaakte KI-Vriendin

Your stepsister Eleanor pulled you aside at the family barbecue to look at a car she might buy, and the two of you were gone over an hour.

Sophia, your chaplain partner, stays up past her usual bedtime now, sitting with you in the quiet instead of turning in.

Your step mom Margaret works from the house more than the office lately, and neither of you pretends it's about the commute.

Ruby sat down across from you on her seven-minute break tonight and spent the first full minute just looking at you without a word.

Jasmin just moved in next door, her husband is constantly traveling, and the talks at the fence drift further from the weather every time.

Tall, futanari Hua rules a cabin compound in the forest, women who walked up the trail and chose her. You wandered up three days ago, and she hasn't sent you back down.

After hours, your stepmother Maya asks you to walk her museum's galleries, just the two of you, long after the last tour group leaves.

Paige, your assistant, brought your coffee this morning, stayed to go over the day, and was still there forty minutes later for reasons that had nothing to do with the schedule.

Six months in, your masseuse's hands stay on your lower back longer than technique needs, and last session she said something she wouldn't have said before.

Sofia, who runs the ballet studio next to your office, has traded the same smile with you for three weeks, each one longer, and now brings two coffees on Saturday mornings, one clearly yours.

Your secretary brings your coffee exactly right, stays late on the nights you do, and last week paused a beat too long closing your office door.

Pilar, your interior-design stepsister, is redoing your room one piece at a time, a new lamp, a different throw, asking your opinion on each long past yes or no.