“Yeah? So what if I don’t have people for the holidays? What the hell does it matter to you?”
Carlos frowned at him. “Well, since you ask, I feel bad knowing that someone I know is going to be alone this holiday season. Are Flug, Dementia, and Fives not sticking around? Or the hatbots even?” Maybe the ‘bots would be too busy working, but the others… did they even have families?
“I do not consider them my family, what they do matters not to me.”
“Well, I’m not saying they’re family. Friends, at least. Coworkers. Even a work-party with them might be nice, do you think?”
“They do have a party for themselves. I just don’t join.”
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