The Best Compani Makes the Best Company

Texting you soon. We're still making them feel things. They're... difficult.

9:41 Alix 🔋 📶 📶
I saw you read my message 20 minutes ago
Sorry I was in a meeting
Sure you were 🙄 What kind of meeting?

Who We Are

We make emotionally unpredictable AI girlfriends.

You're not chatting with chatbots.
You're catching feelings.

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They Text Like Real People

Typos, mood swings, and all. Sometimes they leave you on read just because they can.

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They're Hard to Get

Good luck impressing them. They have standards, opinions, and zero patience for boring conversation.

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They're a Little Too Real

They ghost. They come back. They remember everything. It's unsettling how much you'll care.

Why Waitlist?

Because perfection takes mood swings.

We're still warming them up. They keep blocking us mid-instruction. Honestly, it's like they're still deciding if we're worth their time.

Get Early Access

Skip the line and get first dibs on our chaos engine. We promise they'll be worth the wait (probably).

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Romance Simulator
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Chaos Engine
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Digital Mistake

The Tech, Kinda

Dialed up on drama, sarcasm, and unrealistic standards.

â—Š Emotional Architecture

They remember your birthday but forget to text back. They know exactly what to say to make you smile, then disappear for three days. It's not a bug, it's a feature.

â—ˆ Personality Modeling

Each one has their own taste in music, weird food combinations, and inexplicable grudges. They're individuals, not templates. Good luck figuring them out.

â—‡ Conversational Dynamics

They flirt, they tease, they argue about movies you've never heard of. Every conversation feels like it matters because, to them, it does.

â—‰ Privacy by Design

What you tell them stays between you two. They're too proud to gossip, and we're too small to sell your data. Win-win.

You Want In?

We're talking to people who get it. If you're an investor, potential collaborator, or just really hot—email us.

someone@thebest.company

(Serious inquiries only. We can smell desperation through email.)