so i most likely wont ever finish this chapter so imma just post what i wrote so far
also i thought i posted this but turns out i didnt so i did it now
--
Connor's POV.
I was standing outside of the DPD. What am I supposed to do in this week? Now I feel different.. am I going deviant, at the worst time?
I walked over to a bench and sat down.
I sighed.
Why couldn't I have realized this sooner..I only realized it when my 'life' or whatever it is called is at risk. Only now I'm beginning to realize how selfish I was.
I finally understand why Hank hated us Androids so much.
I'm beginning to open my eyes. I feel in charge of my own future, but not at the same time. I don't have anything to be in charge of in my future since my future is going to go -poof- after a week.
I can feel things.. and I don't like those things. Those things are what humans call 'emotions'. They make me feel... regret, fear, sadness. I don't understand how humans deal with these things. It's just so overwhelming.
This makes me wonder, am I a deviant since I can feel emotions? Maybe not, I've never broke through the red wall. I guess not, yet..