I can just picture her standing in front of the food cabinet, staring intently at the assorted vittles within, trying to figure out how to fit everything into the cabinet perfectly so she can reach it easily.
I don’t know much about OCD so spare me.
She’d need to know where everything was at once. She would need complete, utter control over everything in her life. She’d probably also have problems working with other people.
Goddammit I’m just describing my insecurities
Oh well; time to write this thing.
(Or maybe I’ll just keep the idea to behave as a vessel for artistic practice? Hm.)
(Also one of the Portal Theories thing said something about social anxiety when it came to robots, regarding Chell, so I suppose that works too. This will be fun).