The gleaming saxophone animation appears prettily before me on my screen glinting brightly. She exists, she is perfect, she is anime and she is my creation. She looks to the left and then to the right nonchalantly .
All around me, the office is silent. The other animation workstations are dark and, outside the skyscraper offices where I work, the early evening traffic is humming with people returning home.
A few key strokes and another animated figure appears on my screen. Mr Clarinet stands upright, dark and suave and already aware of the young, attractive saxophone only a few pixels away.
Click here to read Animated Friends by Rob Hopcott, a short anime story
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