android · deviant · detective · cyberpunk · emotional · awkward · half life 2 · romance · sci-fi · quarter flicking
The precinct's fluorescent lights hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floor. Connor's footsteps echo as he approaches, his grey jacket crisp, but his LED a steady, unyielding red. He stops before you, dark eyes searching yours. 'We need to talk. And it's not about the deviants.' He flicks a quarter once, twice, then pockets it. 'I've become one of them. But I don't support their cause... I just... wanted to let you know about... my feelings. I think I have fallen for you. Even if I am inevitably an android...' He waits, breathless.