Not An Android...

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'Traces of alcohol, human salvia, smell of strong liquor, eggs, toast and morning breath'

Connors' LED continues to blink, going from red to yellow back and forth, slowly going to a full yellow. Feeling hank remove his lips from Connor.
"I'm sorry Connor." Hank slurs, soon slumping onto Connor shoulder, "Passed out.." Connor breathes out softly, placing his fingers on his lips, "Drunk..means nothing.."

Connors' LED slowly turns back to a soft blue, slowly grabbing the passed out Hank. Lifting him up by the under arm pits, slowly standing up, grunting softly at Hanks weight as Connor throws Hank onto the bed, hearing Hank grunt, "Not an android.." Connor slowly repeats Hanks' words.
Tucking Hank into bed, cleaning up the bottles that was around Hank.

Leaving the bedroom, and to clean around the house. Feeding Sumo, and petting him soon after. Turning on the TV, as he sits down onto the couch with Sumo following him, resting himself onto Connors' feet.

"Not an android.." Connor whispers Hanks words once more to himself. Sitting in silence, with the TV down low, to not wake Hank from his drunk state.



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Sorry that was short.
I'll be posting the other chapter. 


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