Just a Machine

Chapter 1: Service

       When The Murphy family came home with a brand new SW700 android by Cyberlife, Connor was beyond pisssd. Apparently his anger issues and bipolar disorder were bad enough to warrant his therapist to tell his parents to get the boy an Android.

        So here we was, sitting on his bed as the robot stood in the corner of his room. The model that his guardians had provided him with had a little bit of a rounder body shape, with plump cheeks and freckles. He seemed to have been meant for smaller children or teenagers.

       Finally, after about a half an hour of silence, Connor spoke up, to which the other.. person? In the room listened intently to. "So, like, are you just here to make sure I don't kill myself? And also, do you have a name, is that a thing?"

       The android in question nodded. "My name is Evan, the service android sent by Cyberlife. I'm here to make sure your mental health stays stable and maintained to a healthy level."

       Connor groaned, just great, his parents that he was broken enough to need some weird-ass technology to help him. Oh well, maybe this could be interesting.