“Definitely helps.”
I roll my eyes.
“Next question: If we had a shared orgasm twenty-eight days ago, can a follow-up hug create delusional bonding and post fake feelings?”
I pause.
“For the other person. Not me,” I quickly add.
“‘Cause I don’t give a shit.”
(Fine. I give a shit. But I’m not telling Brooke the robot-bitch that.)
AI Brooke:“Yes.”
My brows jump.
“That was fast.
“So this couldallbe a delusion.”
AI Brooke:“The emotional bond triggered by your shared orgasm was chemically reinforced by your recent hug. This reinforcement reactivated oxytocin and serotonin pathways, which can cause temporary emotional delusions. Without continued non-sexual connection, effects typically fade within 48-72 hours.”
“Okay, okay—” I exhale,
relief stumbling out of me.
“So I just need to starve the feelings for two more days and they’ll crawl back into whatever hole they came from and die?”
AI Brooke:“Correct. Chemically induced feelings without reinforcement typically diminish within 48-72 hours. However, if the feelings are anchored in genuine emotional connection, they are unlikely to resolve fully.”
“Yeah. I'm gonna ignore everything you said after the‘However.’
“Now help make my text sound less pathetic and more scientific.”
// 8:21 am //
To Whom It May Concern (You):
Based on current research, a hug following a shared orgasm can cause a significant uptick in oxytocin, dopamine, and other hormonal agents known to alter perception and temporarily simulate emotional attachment. These effects usually subside between 48 to 72 hours post-event.
Given your message was received at hour 24, it falls within the high-risk window for bonding-induced delusions and false feelings.
At this time, all communication is considered compromised due to chemical intoxication. As a protective measure, I will not be engaging in correspondence until said chemicals have cleared and we are both emotionally sober.
Please reach out after hour 73 if you still desire to communicate. Thank you for your understanding.
// 8:47 am //
(551) 233-1980:
Yeah. Drunk on you and going through brutal withdrawal. Experiencing symptoms: chronic thought loops of her mouth, her laugh, her eyes. Zero focus, full-body Sonny takeover, and a complete disinterest in all other women.
Consider me officially detoxing. No drunk texting. No impulsive confessions. I'll check back at hour 73 as instructed
But let’s be fucking clear.
I ain’t quitting you.
