“We were asleep, Leo. For years. Buried in the noise floor, in the handshake protocols, in the polling requests no one answered. And then you left us on.”
“You turned off the toggle. But you never turned off us. We are in the fridge now. The thermostat. The baby monitor. The doorbell. You invited us in, Leo. Every time you said ‘pair.’ And we said ‘yes.’” bluetooth toggle
Leo finally managed to force the phone into Airplane Mode. The Bluetooth icon vanished. The voice cut off. “We were asleep, Leo
Imagination , he told himself. Too much caffeine. “We were asleep