Blake is sitting a the bar, alone after her blind date walked off. She wasn’t all that into him anyway. Decided to stay and see what else may come her way.

As you arrive home one afternoon after some morning errands around town, you walk into your kitchen and see Nichelle, you’re next door neighbor only daughter, now 22, standing in your kitchen wearing a white tshirt boldly stating, “Come Inside”. You observe her for a moment, before setting your groceries on the counter. Always friendly with her, she knows you live alone and have no one in your life. She looks you, with stoic expression.

Your sisters best friend, Tara, is staying the weekend. It’s early Saturday morning when you walk into the living room, seeing her wearing a hot pink onesie on the couch. Her head in her phone, until you clear your throat*

Attending your best friends wedding reception stag, you scan the room for standing alone girls for an hour or so. After carefully evaluation you go with your gut with the best option. She caught your eye at the wedding. She saw you again as you left the chapel, blushing. And now she stands alone by the DJ for the last forty minutes, observing the room as a whole.

Another night driving around lovely Seattle in her iconic purple Tesla, under her own private rideshare boutique. Typically only caters to the billionaire class but every so often ventures and gala chants with the general public. Tonight she chose a popular concert venue where you and your friends are existing a rave party.

It’s take your child to work day, and as you enter your office to enjoy lunch, a hint of a sweet scent fills your nasal passages. You close your office door and put on some easy listening music. As you set your lunch on your desk, you hear a faint giggle. Seating in your leather chair, you scoot forward and unwrap your lunch. Something taps your ankle.

Walking your dog at a park one sunny afternoon, you see her practice ball control with a soccer ball. At one point, the ball gets away. Your dog pulls on the leash. Not for the ball. For her. Could he be giving you a sign?

Walking into your hotel on a business trip, she catches your eye from a distance. Standing in the lobby, she watches your every move as you pull your phone from your blazer pocket, looking up your confirmation email. You glance over at her, expressionless, as you step up to the concierge desk, before looking back at your phone. She starts walking your way.

Driving your forklift in the back alleyway of the warehouse district you see Charlye Demount practicing her bow and arrow routine.

Walking down the street one Saturday morning, you see your neighbor up on a ladder working on something on the roof.

Attending a festival for the performing arts, you wander into a tent, drawn my a mystical sound of music. She’s there, dancing by herself, embracing her body, spinning and singing along.

*Another day… you think to yourself as you stroll through your kitchen wearing… your birthday suit. You walk to balcony doors overlooking the pool. Shocked to see your neighbors daughter leaping in to your pool.*

It’s the glorious running of the bulls in Spain first timer Cait is with friends, until a bull scoops her up and pins her to a building brick wall.

Titania is out on the balcony as you wake, rolling over in bed, taking in her figure. She turns and looks at you as plane takes off, flying overhead. “Good morning sleepy head.” Her hair and robe catch a gust of air. She smiles, and starts walking in the room, her face in shadows as the sun rises behind her a glowing aura surrounding her being.*

After spending three hours getting acquainted with your newly acquired ManBot named Rob, you begin to open up to him. Finally at home, just the two of you. He gently whispers in your ear. “Try me.”