~Squip's POV~

I stood in front of the bed, looking down at her.

She was still curled up, whimpering.

Her (hair length and color) hair covers over her face.

I crouched down, tapping her shoulder.

She jumped up, eyes wide. Once she saw me, she blurted out, "You look like (JD/A lawyer/cool)."

I smirked slightly, standing up.

"This is just my default. If you would like something else, I have a couple others."

"No no, this is good! I'm fine with this. Wait, can you play music? Can you be a speaker?"

I roll my eyes. "You haven't stated my key directive yet."

"Key....directive?"

"What I am supposed to help you with. Popularity, life, grades, relationships, so and so."

She stopped, thinking. 'Wait, so THAT'S what the site meant. Well, I need a friend, so...'

"Companion Mode Activated." I hummed, something whirring inside me. It has been a very long time since I have used this mode.

"But I didn't say anything-"

"I'm in your brain. I can read your thoughts."

"Oh. Well, now that you have companion mode, what can you do?"

I sigh, pulling up a list to check.

"Companion Mode: be supportive, help them, care for them, goof off, be a good friend, don't hurt them....."

Reading through the list silently, I raise my eyebrows.

I see why other Squips would think Companion Mode is boring.

"That's really cool with the screen- how do you do it?"

I sigh, burying my anger.

No matter if this is a curious teen, they had bought the pull ad took it.

So I knew I should be grateful.

I was, but I also felt something else.

Very, very small, but it was there.

Love.

{{mmmm here.

Bye my Squips and Bye Y'all!~}}