Fuck I really don't even know what to put here anymore This is just some Reed900 shit I felt like writing😩😩😩

Connor, an RK800 model, has always worked as partners with Lieutenant Hank Anderson at the Detroit Police Station, but Connor had a part-time hidden job on the side to full his and other's "needs". . . . He was an android . . . A sex Android at the Eden Club. . . . He knew that he'd be fired from the station in a heartbeat, so he would always change his skin and clothes as his disguise. . . . But one night from working one of many late hours into his Eden Club shift, was requested to give a lap dance one for one of the customers, and didn't change himself. This one time without it wouldnt hurt, right? . . . "Rk800? Reed is here for his dance." . . . "I fucking knew it, you dipshit!" . . . ~Stress Level 50%~ . . . Will Connor no longer have both jobs? Or does Gavin have something up his sleeve? Be sure to read "The Real Me" now to find out!!

"What the hell!?" I screamed, my fists hitting his chest. I started crying for the first time in years, after... The incident... "Tom- Shh... It's okay..." The norski spoke, petting my hair. "Shut up, asshole!" I cried, although I was taller, he was still petting my hair and hugging me. "Tom I-" "Don't give me that, 'Tom' bullshit! You left out of nowhere! You jerk!" I cried, my face in his shoulder. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello, everyone! I just wanted to make a book about one of the ships im obsessed with! (@ThineArtsSin) WARNING: This book is Gay. It has Male X Male in it! You have been warned, homophobes. Sheesh. ' Thomas Ridgewell ' will be called, ' Tom/Thomas Thompson ' for this fanfiction, respecting Thomas Ridgewells wishes. ' Edd Gould ' will be called, ' Edd Gold ' for this fanfiction, respecting Thomas Ridgewells wishes. ' Matt Hargreaves ' will be called, ' Matt McHottie ' for this fanfiction, respecting Thomas Ridgewells wishes. ' Tord Larsson ' will be called, ' Tord Larsin ' for this fanfiction, respecting Thomas Ridgewells wishes.

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