Feeling Human

What?

(Ight, that is all of the bad part of the chapters. When I first wrote this I wanted just to add a normal case, but I had really bad writers block, and did what I did)

Gavin stares at the android, as Connor leaves the room, walking to the break room, grabbing something to eat, "So, you can eat now? Gavin says behind Connor, making the android jump, as his hands scrambles to catch his food, almost dropping it, "Why, yes, Detective Reed." Connor says, as he looks over to him from the corner of his eyes.

"And why is that?" Gavin says, as Connor eats slowly, "There was an update for all androids, to feel more human." Connor says, turning his body to face Gavin, "Hunger," he lifts his food up, "pain, pleasure, tiredness. Like a normal person." Connor says, as Gavin scoffs softly, "And why did you take it? Never thought you be the one to do so." Connor moves on his feet, "Why also keep your LED?" Gavin says, flicking his fingers on it, making Connor flinch.

"Why are you so invested in asking?" Connor says, as he continued to eat, walking away to sit at the small circle table, "Don't you fucking ask question to me, android." Gavin snarls lightly, as Connor stares at him, "I'm sorry Gavin." Connor smiles lightly, finishing his food.

Gavin move towards Connor, slamming his hand onto the table, making Connor jump, "So jumpy." Gavin mumbles lightly, as he scoffs, "So, did you hear what Chris and Hank talked about?" "What? How you know?" Connor says, as he stood up, looking at Gavin, "I mean, I didn't hear anything, but Chris just mentioned it, and it...involves..you." Gavin says slowly, eyeing the android from top to bottom. "What?" Connor says, as Gavin scoffs, "Ask Chris. he says, making himself coffee, leaving Connor to himself.

Connor scans the room, seeing Hank throw a fit to Captain Fowler per usual.
Finding Chris at his desk, Connor slowly makes his way, "Ah, hello Connor." Chris said slowly, unsure of Connor motives, "Hello, Chris." Connor smiles lightly, "May I?" as he points to a chair next to Chris, "Of course. What do you need?" Connor sits down, setting his hands in his lap, "What did you and Han-..Lieutenant Anderson talk about? I know its none of my business, but Detective Reed has brought it to my attention." Chris sighs, leaning back into his chair, "Dammit Reed." As Chris moves uncomfortable in his seat, "Maybe you should ask Hank yourself Connor." Connor lifts his head, leaving the chair, "I will. Thank you for your time." Connor says, seeing Hank burst through the door away from Fowler, walking towards Connor.

Hank scoffs softly, "Jeffery says we can have our days off again as before, but if another case pops up, we have to take it." Connor nods, "Lets go, I need a drink." Hank grumbles, as Connor shakes his head, following Hank.

"No androids allowed." Hank mumbles, "Fuck it. Come on Connor." Hank says, pushing the door open, as Connor follow close behind, sitting down on a stool by Hank. "My usual." Hank says, as Connor shifts in his seat, "Hank? Can I ask you something?" "Hit me." Hank says, as the bartender slides Hank drink to him, "What did you and Chris talk about?" Connor asks, as Hank stiffens, getting uncomfortable.