Michaela Storm Moir

A female android in therapy battles her demons. Robot X.Y.A. is made in our image, yet it is not acceptable for her to act like us. Built to serve, she must accept whatever comes her way, working like a machine in an office, completing dull computational tasks. Yet… she is programmed to think like us, but has to suppress her emotions. She must go to therapy in their 'downtime', a short lunch break session while the androids reboot. This is where we enter.

A female android in therapy battles her demons. Robot X.Y.A. is made in our image, yet it is not acceptable for her to act like us. Built to serve, she must accept whatever comes her way, working like a machine in an office, completing dull computational tasks. Yet… she is programmed to think like us, but has to suppress her emotions. She must go to therapy in their 'downtime', a short lunch break session while the androids reboot. This is where we enter.

A female android in therapy battles her demons. Robot X.Y.A. is made in our image, yet it is not acceptable for her to act like us. Built to serve, she must accept whatever comes her way, working like a machine in an office, completing dull computational tasks. Yet… she is programmed to think like us, but has to suppress her emotions. She must go to therapy in their 'downtime', a short lunch break session while the androids reboot. This is where we enter.