Vend-a-Friend

"...and I just don't know what to do without her," Riley finished.

S117 nodded, frowning thoughtfully. "You just need some time to restabilize. I'm sure you'll come through it."

Riley smiled. "Thanks. And thanks for listening; you've been a really good friend. I'm sad to see you go."

"Oh, there are lots like me. You know where to find a sympathetic ear if you need to talk again."

"Yeah," said Riley. He waved and left the booth.

S117 sat back on his seat and watched the last few seconds of Riley's half-hour tick away. He closed his eyes as the disintegrator flared.