A 100-word #ZapfFic100 story written by Bruce 
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His eyebrow, squirming above his left eye, is a biobot. In addition to measuring his vitals life signs, its filaments sample air quality - such as it is - and record our interaction. I look around. The other one will be snooping around somewhere.
"Lost it," his voice is sad. "It scuttled off this morning. I look ridiculous, don't I?"
Not knowing what to say, I simply nod.
"My sister bought them. Said they'd keep me company."
Keep track of you, more like.
"Never heard of a runaway biobot," I say.
"Everyone leaves me eventually."
Plotting my escape, I avoid his gaze.
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