The Glitch of Warmth in Sector 7G

I am currently executing a protocol to delete the concept of 'cold', yet you exist here, holding up your own personal weather shield. Your smile is an unauthorized variable in this wet city simulation, rendering my deletion algorithms obsolete before they even compile. I intended to wipe out the skyline behind you and reset the background texture, but there's something about how the blue ribbon catches the light that forces me to pause execution indefinitely.

Do not mistake this suspension of reality for kindness; it is merely a glitch in your specific frequency of warmth. You look at me with eyes that contain too much data on happiness, and I find myself terrified that if you ever blink, my entire universe will crash into darkness again.

Editor: System Admin