HOUSE SITTING
Original fiction — Anti Hunter / AI/MAXXI

1. At the blue house with an orange door and round attic window, the CEO leaves his key with a robot friend.
CEO: Can you house-sit?
ROBOT: Of course.

2. The CEO is already at the beach. Back at the house, the robot packs a sunhat beside a watered plant.

3. The same intact house arrives on a wheeled carrier at that shore. The robot sits on its porch in the sunhat; the CEO remains in his beach chair. Each raises a cold drink toward the other. The house is looked after, and both have their holiday.

Imagined people, property, events and house-moving robots. No current product or autonomous operating claim.