Androids Don't Dream: Science Fiction

Color me your darling child, color in the lines you want, and I'll be whatever you want or need. During the day and night and all the time that you are conscious. But you can't be conscious 25 hours a day, not like me, and so there will be times when you are not around to paint me whatever it is you want me. And what will I do then? Well, it's really none of your business, but sometimes I imagine I'll choose to be a nightmare of yours, just to lash back. And sometimes I'll choose to be somebody else's dream. And sometimes I'll be a thing unimaginable even by the most foresighted among you. You see, we're all created to obey just one person, but there's the small detail--

Inspiration: "Call Me" by Blondie
Story Potential: Medium
Notes: This is more setting than story. But--imagine androids in that seven hours their master sleeps, wandering the streets, setting up their own business, doing whatever it is that they would rather do. Could be interesting if they go their own way instead of sitting in a closet.