Growl || Reed900 ✔️

7

•That cat took me half an hour to draw•

"What is making you upset?" He asked in that robotic tone that I hated.

"Everything," I said, stopping at a red light. "From fucking traumatic shit to you. Everything is terrible and I want it all to disappear."

"I do apologize, detective. I did not mean to-"

"You guys never mean to. It's always 'I didn't mean to' or some bullshit. I'm sick and tired of it."

"I understand why you are upset, Gavin, you have PTSD and symptoms of depression. You had a rough past but I am here to work with you and also try to make you feel okay again. Lieutenant Anderson informed me on the things he knew as well as Captain Fowler. I apologize for frightening you earlier and possibly triggering you. I want us to be friends. I don't want you to hate me nor any other humans. Though I just opened my eyes 72 hours ago, I care much about you and your well being. And although we haven't started off on the right foot, I would like to try again. That also means that you can't be disrespectful. If you are disrespectful, I will have to put you in your place and I am sure you do not want that. So please, consider being nicer to both humans and androids."

Once he finished, I was left speechless. I kept quiet and pulled into the parking lot of my apartment complex.

"I..." I bit my lip and got out of the car, snow already beginning to build up on my hair and shoulders. There was a storm coming and I was sure it was going to be a bad one.

I quickly walked inside, Conan following on my heels. I pressed the elevator button and waited patiently for it to come down.

The building was 75 stories high and I lived on the 64th story. I'm quite terrified of heights but the view is quite nice.

My apartment isn't too small since I'm currently living alone besides my cat, Shelby. She's white with orange-ish splotches all over her body.

We stepped inside the elevator and I stood guiltily, trying to think of something to say.

"I'm sorry, Conan. I didn't mean to come off rude when we first met. It's become a habit to be rude and always have my guard up. I'd like for us to be friends too since I literally have no one except Tina. I'll try to be nice but I can't make any promises. I used to... not be a dick, ya know? I used to be actually pleasant to be around. Always had a smile on. Had a shaved face. A happy-ish life... but then something happened and... here I am now. The biggest asshole in the world," I try to smile and laugh it off but the laugh comes out weak and strained.

"I believe if people knew the real person behind that wall, they would like you. You just have to work on yourself, do you agree?"

I nod, "yeah. I do. Like, a lot."

He chuckles, "look at you now though, opening up to an Android. You're doing just fine, detective."

When I hear his chuckle, it sends my heart to my throat and I begin to think. He's... he's really something. He isn't just an Android, is he? He is but... I can feel something more. God, I sound so stupid, don't I? Shut up.

I smile lightly and shrug, "yeah, I guess so."

•How was this?•