Anya's home. And loving it

Anya smiled as she walked into the mainframe. She loved this room, it was her home away from home. The quiet buzzings, hummings, whirrings and beepings spoke to her like her own private language.
"If I could live here I would," she thought to herself. She started to dance around slightly, then felt a bit ill so she stopped. Sitting on her favourite machine she felt its warmth spread through her body. She laid on her side and went to sleep on the overly large machine that everyone else thought was a table.