Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44388851-20200204035219/@comment-44876747-20200205023002

There was a robotic voice from the door.

"Time for your medicine, Miss Roberts," Clea turned around, and saw her robot, Talisa. Clea sighed, and got up from the window seat, keeping the fuzzy blanket she'd had wrapped around her. She shuffled over in her slippers, and took the two paper cups from the tray the robot was carrying. One had three pills, and the other had water. Clea put the pills in her mouth, and gulped down some water, swallowing the pills with it. She made a face at the taste, although she had gotten used to it, and gave the cups back to Talisa. Talisa left, and Clea sat back down at the window, tears rolling down her cheeks.