A glimpse of dawn~ connor x reader dbh

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"There has been a rise of Deviant Androids recently, and a rise in Red Ice cases too, and that is what we are here to investigate."

"Oh. I mean if I was an android, I would probably kill people too. Humans suck ass."

Connor-
Interest goes up
Neutral

"That seems very unprofessional of you, Ms.Collins."

"I also told you to not call me that, so I feel like we are pretty even."

I stop to get some coffee to sooth my raging headache, and I hear footsteps come up behind me.

Even, consistent.

"I saw you were listening to Chicago by Micheal Jackson on your computer. I like that song."

I turn my jaw slightly and chuckle, "Mhm, I didn't know robots listened to music."

"I don't, technically, but I would like to start."

I turn, and stand on my tiptoes to see the side of his face. "Do your ears work like.. with headphones? Or do you gotta blast it old fashion style?"

"I can use headphones."

His blank stare begins to send a shiver down my spine, so I quickly turn back to grab my coffee.

"You need to go to the doctor. I saw you stumble in. I also smell alcohol on you."

Okay, well, this robot needs to fucking piss off.

"Look, Connor," I say, not turning around, "My issues are none of your business. Don't mention that shit again, got it?"

I flip my body to face him and lean my body against the counter for better balance. His eyes go wide, seemingly surprised.

Y/N status-
<Down

"Oh, alright. My apologizes Ms.Coll-"
"It's Y/N."

Shit, maybe he was right.

I sit in my car, driving home for the night, and my head throbs.

I pull my blazer off, and throw it in the backseat.

I feel my phone vibrate repeatedly in my pocket, so when I pull into my driveway, I take it out.

Fuck.

Matthew-
Answer me you bitch

Matthew-
I'm going to come over

Matthew-
I'm gonna bust your head open for real this time

Matthew-
Your done for

Shit.FuckFuckFuck.

I quickly slam the door shut and grab my blazer so I can run inside. As soon as I get in, I lock the door and shut all the blinds.

What do I do???

I hate crazy exes.

Me-
Go away or I'm calling the cops.

Instead, I call Hank. Obviously that's the better decision.

Ring.Ring.Ring.

No answer.

The one time I need you, Anderson.

I feel eyes on me, and I feel shivers run down my spine and goosebumps fill my senses. I run to my bedroom, grabbing a kitchen knife along the way.

Life is going fantastically for me so far, dontcha think?

I run into my room, slamming the door shut and breathing a moment before hearing my front door jiggle, and I feel my eyes start to well up.