"Computer."

"Yes?"

"Run the simulation again."

"Right away."

The dull, dark void flashed bright white, then faded, revealing a long hallway with doors on either side, or at least that is what they were supposed to be. More colored panels along a wall to represent doors, otherwise featureless. Even the door knobs were just sprites that moved to follow line of sight, all except for one door. Insert of key, jingle of the lock, and the door was opened to a moderately-lit, mellow abode. White walls and carpet with dark leather furniture and dark wood tables in the living room, a modest dining room table with a few chairs near the island of the kitchen, and one busy homebody at the stove.

Or at least it would be, but the homebody was just a dashed outline, stirring something in the pot on the stove. Vaguely canine, and vaguely female, the outlined woman turned, then approached to greet me, a happy smile on her otherwise featureless face as she comes close to give me a hug, which I return with strength mustered after a long, slow day at work. Small kisses are exchanged, before I head to the bedroom to change out of my suit while my featureless love returns to the stove to finish cooking.
***
After the food is eaten, dishes are done, movies were watched and cuddles were had, we lay in bed, my vague lover and I relaxing, with her asleep. She is dozed off on her back, while I am on my side watching her. I reach over, gently resting my hand on her chest, then start to rub along her upper chest, just along her clavical and sternum.
Across, down, up, across. Over and over, something I would hope would be soothing and enjoyabe for her, as I lean and nuzzle my snout into her neck and shoulder, taking a deep breath...
...of nothing.

I close my eyes and sigh, shaking my head. "Computer, pause simulation." I cant help but shake my head as I sit up, rubbing my eyes with my digits, minding the sharp claws I posess.

"Is everything okay, Latten?" The voice is cool, taken from some voice actor whom is popular amongst the tubes for voicing a subserviant computer program. Concerned, but detached, unable to offer warmth, about the same as the simulated lover, the same as the entire simulation.

"No, you know it's not." I rub the wetness from my eyes, my canine ears folding back as I sit up on the edge of the bed, hunched over, resting on my elbows in my lap.

"I can only do so much. I appologize."
I shake my head. "I know, I appologize, Computer. I... Really need to find you a better name." I rub my head, then sit up straight, swiping my paw across to open a menu for the server, setting the wakeup time for the morning. As much as I could activate an internal alarm, an external seems to be more natural. "Good night, Computer. Garbage collect and maintenance routines tonight. Cancel the simulation." I lay back down, the apartment remaining the same, but the lover dissolving back to nothingness.

"Will do, Latten. Good night, rest well." A slight touch of easyness, of warmth from the voice, as I lay back down in the bed, curling up in the light sheets, staring at the wall while I wait for rest to claim me. Another busy day tomorrow.