Yeah.

Ross shrugged off his backpack and hung up his keys on the hooks by the door as he entered his apartment. To his surprise, Madison was sitting on the couch with her friend Regina. Even more surprising, they so were engaged in a first-person shooter that they didn't notice him. Pat stood nearby, and when she greeted him, Madison turned and grinned.

"Yo, Ross," she said nonchalantly. "You wanna grab a controller? I'm getting sick of kicking Regina's ass."

"Madison?" he asked uncertainly. "Is- are you ok? What's going on?"

Turning back to the TV, she swore when she saw her character reappearing at the spawn point. "You cheating bitch! I paused it to talk to Ross!"

"Gotta take my wins where I can get 'em," Regina said with a laugh. Madison punched her hard in the left breast and Regina winced with pain. "Fuck you, Madison. No more tit punches."

"Fine," Madison said, and punched the side of her head. Regina yelped and dropped the controller, which was all it took for Madison to mow her character down.

"Hey, Mads, can I talk to you in private?" Ross asked.

"Hold on a sec," Madison said. Onscreen, her character crouched repeatedly over her prone victim. Tossing the controller aside, she smirked and sauntered over to Ross. She ran a hand across his thigh and smiled wickedly. "Be right back, Gina. It usually only takes a few minutes for Ross to 'talk to me in private'."

Ross ushered her into their bedroom, where she sighed and let down her top. Her breasts spilled out and bounced enticingly, but Ross caught her hand as she reached for his zipper.

"Madison?" he asked quietly. "Are you... you? What's going on? What script-"

"Don't worry, it's still me," she said. "We just made a few changes. Well, more than a few, I guess. Do you like 'em?"

Ross ignored the question. "What do you mean, 'we'?"

"Me and Regina! She's been modifying me all afternoon. Man, she has some fucked up ideas. You'd never know it looking at her, but the girl's a total freak."

Ross's breath caught in his throat. "Regina knows you're a golem? What the fuck, Mads? How did she find out? What are we gonna-"

"I told her," Madison said. "You know those weird irrational impulses and flashes of emotion I've been getting? Well, I've had an urge to confess to her for a while and today the dam finally broke. I told her I'm a golem and we came straight here to fuck around with my head. It's been an awesome day!"

Ross sat in stunned silence. He stared at her, his mind swirling with panic and confusion. "You... the irrationality thing made you tell her? Why did you listen to it? Why would you-"

"Take it easy," she interrupted. "God, I never realized what a pussy you are! I trust Regina with my life, man. I did even before she modified the hell out of me. She's not gonna spill the beans. Now, are you gonna fuck me or not? I wanna get back to- ohhh, ok, yeah... cool."

Ross lowered the docility modifier. Madison stared at him with lazy contentment and giggled. "Bro, I think you might've fucked up my advantage... Gina's gonna love this."

Ross took her by the arm and stormed out to confront Regina. Madison went along compliantly, still laughing about nothing in particular. In the living room, Regina took one look at the swaying, giggly Madison and her eyes narrowed.

"What did you do to her?" she and Ross demanded in unison.

"Jinx!" Madison said, and fell back into their large easy chair.