Alex wrestled with tax forms, a dull cloud threatening to settle over the apartment, when Miro, sensing the impending gloom, subtly shifted its slender, metallic frame. From its large, ocular head, a focused, reddish-orange beam bloomed, painting the wall with a forgotten memory: Alex's triumphant, uncoordinated dance moves after winning a silly online game. A soft, almost imperceptible mechanical hum filled the air as Miro's eye shimmered, the whimsical projection sparking a quiet chuckle that grew into a satisfying, infectious laugh, banishing the tax-day blues.

當艾力克斯與報稅單奮戰，一團沉悶的烏雲似乎籠罩著整個公寓時，米羅察覺到即將來臨的陰鬱，輕輕挪動了牠纖細、金屬的身體。從牠巨大的眼球頭部，一道聚焦的紅橙色光束綻放開來，在牆上投射出一段被遺忘的記憶：艾力克斯在贏得一場愚蠢的線上遊戲後，那段得意忘形、笨拙的舞步。空氣中彌漫著一陣輕柔、幾乎難以察覺的機械嗡鳴聲，米羅的眼睛閃爍著，這異想天開的投影激發出輕輕的咯咯笑聲，隨後變成令人滿足、富有感染力的笑聲，驅散了報稅日的陰霾。