breezeblocks (Fixit X Reader

' she may contain the urge to run away, but hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks '

you had just run away from home, and while having nowhere to stay, you managed to find yourself crawling underneath a fence post and into a scrapyard close to three am, as your old watch told you. you were only staying for a night, of course.

but a little robot found you. "fuck.." you muttered.

well, that was the start of a great friendship.

maybe it was meant to be more.

[hahaha i'm going to hell for writing fanfics about aliens]