The old man opened the door. “Abby, you feedin’ strays again?”
She came over as two dirty little robots stepped inside. Flashing sad emojis, they snatched the batteries she handed out.
“Robo-Hobos,” he huffed. “I should call the recyclers!”
“Don’t you dare!”
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