Avery, although she preferred "Clockwork," was working on a project. She started to remember the last thing she saw before he left;
When he was around, he was slightly insane. She helped him anyways. She helped him find the tests, she helped him make franken-turrets. She helped him do everything, even speed-run tests. But, Chell made him leave, made the only thing Avery could call 'friend' get banished to another planet.
Avery missed that core, she missed him so much. It was all her fault. That Chell girl, she placed that portal on the moon. It was all Chell's fault, a lie she was forced to believe. It was all she knew. The only things she knew, kindness, hospitality, were ripped from her, like him from Chell's grasp. And Avery hated it. She hated all of it. If only she held on.
Avery looked like an average 19-year-old, although the truth was far from that. Her disheveled blonde hair was held back with a gray gear-patterned headband. Her metallic bronze eyes were close to tears. She continued to work at a slightly faster pace. She had on a gray T-shirt, long stained with oil and grime from machines. Her jeans were faded and worn, with large holes on the knees. A pair of headphones covered her ears.
"You're still working. You know he won't come back," the familiar robotic voice urged.
"I can still try, GLaDOS," Avery tended to ignore GLaDOS, why go back to painful memories.
"I will not let that moron come back."
"For the nine-millionth time, he's not a moron."
"He was a distraction."
"He's more human than you'll ever be, he's perfect."
"Then, why did he leave you here?"
"Because I told him to."
GLaDOS made a noise like a laugh. "You told him to go to space."
"Shut it, Potato."
And that was the end of that.