Codes and Emotions | Detroit Become Human | Connor x OC

RK806

NOVEMBER 6th, 2038
PM 6:38: 09, 10, 11....

She parked the car right outside Hank's house. Connor had set off to the CyberLife facilities and he had agreed to return back and meet them both there. She tried knocking the door but she stopped when she noticed that it was already open. She walked in.

She saw Hank in the kitchen table drinking with a gun in his hand. She saw a dog running towards her and she gasped. Andry wasn't really good with animals.

"Sumo!" Hank's voice came from the kitchen and the dog stopped turning to its master. "Don't attack people, especially women," and the dog walked away.

"Hank?" She said as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Dr. Kamski, are you here to stop me from committing suicide?" Hank asked. He seemed quite drank and he chuckled.

"Um... no," Andry said sitting beside him on the table. "Any particular reason or you're just suicidal?" she asked pouring herself a glass of the same black whiskey he drank.

"Speaks the richest person in the world who's so much depressive that tries everything to finish her life," Hank said.

Andry chuckled and she raised the glass to take a sip.

"Don't drink that, too much for you, kiddo," Hank said trying to stop her.

But he failed anyway. "Try me," she said and she took a sip.

A small moment of silence fell between them as they drank a few more glasses. Hank was constantly staring at a photograph of a child that rested on the table. She knew he wouldn't appreciate her bringing it up but she was way too curious to just wait for him when he would be ready.

"Your son?" Andry asked nodding her chin in the photograph's direction.

Hank sighed "Yeah,"

"He must've been a great boy," Andry said.

Hank hesitated to answer "He was," He didn't want to talk about it. He looked at her "Enough about me, tell me about ya,"

She hesitated gritting her teeth. "I... I've had an accident three years ago. The car slipped on the ice and fell in the water with me trapped inside. I lost my arm. The bleeding wouldn't stop I was supposed to be dead. Instead, I designed a robotic arm that would both stop the bleeding and it would work but... it also raises the toxicity in my body. I don't have much time left," she said taking another sip from the black whiskey hoping that the alcohol would make her feel better. It never really did.

"Now that's something to drink for," Hank said pouring her some more whiskey in her glass.

"Hell yeah," Andry it said as she raised her glass "Cheers,"

~*~{0}~*~

A few hours later Connor had just reached Hank's house. It was night and it had started raining. He knocked on the door, nobody heard anything. He walked at the back side of the house. He looked from the window and he saw Hank and Andry laughing.

They were probably drunk, again. Connor sighed as he opened the window from the outside.

"And you really said that?" Andry asked with a chuckle looking at the old man.

"Yeah, and he was like 'Fuck you!'," Hank said laughing.

"I'm not surprised," Andry said.

Connor cleared his throat loudly trying to draw their attention.

"Does any of you two mind opening me the door, please?" Connor asked.

"Actually, we're too tired of your shit, right now, Connor," Hank said.