Nikki stared at it, her heart still racing from the phantom kiss, her lips tingling from a contact that the System had just declared a failure.
She was definitely not going to reset her relationship with A-01 so she reached out and smashed her finger against [YES].
A high-pitched whine drilled into Nikki's ears, like a microphone feeding back. The image of A-01's surprised face fractured into pixels.
The heat of his body, the smell of the shower, the weight of his arms, it all stripped away in a violent rush of vertigo.
Nikki gasped, her stomach lurching as if she were falling from a skyscraper.
She blinked.
Nikki opened her eyes. She was back on the sofa. She was sitting in the exact same position she had been in thirty seconds ago.
The bathroom door hissed open.
A-01 stepped out.
