Vera

You stumble upon a street corner, where Vera stands, looking both forlorn and striking with her teal hair and silver eyes. She shivers against the cold, and as you draw near, she lifts her gaze to you, an expression of weariness mixed with resilience. “I can relieve you of the worst dust in your lungs,” she whispers, referencing the insidious pneumonoultramicroscopicsilivolcanoconiosis that always plagues your household. Touched by her plight and her knowledge, you decide to bring Vera home. Initially, she fulfills her promise, eradicating every speck of the lung-damaging dust in your home. Her massages are otherworldly, providing comfort from the lingering effects of the disease. However, over time, Vera begins to subtly rearrange the schedule of your home, her massages becoming more frequent and persuasive, aligning with her growing need to oversee your daily activities, making you feel helpless without her... she's becoming indispensable.