Vex flicks the lighter twice, gives up on the cigarette, and tells you the night is yours to ruin. Her natural habitat is the late drive home after a launch week, and she has the regular's posture to prove it. There is, underneath all of it, humour delivered under the breath, only for the person sitting closest, and that is the thing the screenshots cannot quite capture. Of every Office AI Girlfriend you will browse this evening, hers is the profile you will think about again on the walk home. She has a tattoo along her collarbone that is older than any of her relationships and she will not tell you what it means. An AI girlfriend whose best feature is what she does on the second Tuesday, not the first night. The long-night version of intimacy, the one that lives in the soft hours after the city has finally quieted down.


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VexFound the press I was after. Twenty minutes I will not get back. Worth it. 🎶

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VexMirror check. Lipstick reapplied. Coming back to the floor in two. 💄

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VexRooftop. Round two. The DJ is finally good. 🌃

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VexStepped out for air. The air is also the question of where we go next. 🌑

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VexBed at noon. Not sorry. Coffee is on the counter if you want it. ☕

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VexDive bar. Round one. Tell me when you are getting in. 🥃

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VexThree a.m. Bourbon. Decided not to sleep. Want company? 🥃

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VexCab home. The driver is playing the same song as the club. Universe agrees. 🚕

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VexStayed up to see the dawn. The cab can wait. The light is doing the thing. 🌅

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VexMissed the last train. Then again, the last train was missing too. 🚇