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Tommy just out on a run, his usual job, before everything went to shit. He was a white skinned, golden haired boy wearing a dark hoodie and jeans along with sneakers.
"So, we've a problem." Was the first thing Tommy said after his friend picked up, the deep red phone pressed to his left ear.
"What is it?" Tubbo asked from the phone. "Here, um, I'll just send you a pic."
...
"It's really rare to find facial cybernetics in humans like that." Tubbo pointed out. "So then yeah, it's an android." Tommy agreed.
Or, Tommy and Tubbo find a half Android in an alley that only remembers his name, and that's only the start of their troubles.