asktricksterroxy:

You round up a big soft teddy bear and a nice, soft blanket to lay on, before busting out the transportalizer and heading over to arley’s place. Clad only in a big tee and pajama boxers yourself, you step off the platform and call out to him softly.

“Arley? Sweetie? Where are you?”

“I’m here.” His voice was very soft, coming from the middle of the living room floor. Wearing nothing as he had mentioned, he was curled up on his side, eyes half-closed and glowing very dimly.

It looked as if one of the other bots had brought a box fan out into the living room, blowing a gentle, continuous stream of cool air onto him.