Outer space science

[Bifrons]

D-18 opened the door to the office, writing pad in hand. The face of the Android looked like an angel, perfectly built, impecable skin and flawless haircut. The white clothes covered the body, skintight with different textures and small connection areas for phisical data input. 

They placed the pad on the table, then sitting down in the office chair. The room was light gray, well lit. D-18 started to schedule the activities for the next month or so. After some minutes the sound of the door opening made them rise their head.

"Oh, it's you" they said softly.