#androidverse

😍 - See my muse naked accidentally and say “damn” without meaning it

Brett had invited him over for the night, as much as he enjoyed staying with the man, it made nights alone in the warehouse worse. He pondered that while he cleaned up, it was human to crave interaction, to not want to be alone, but he was not human, and it wasn’t that he wanted to spend his time with just any human... Any company would be better than none, but Brett’s would be preferred over any other. He dried himself off in Brett’s room, the man was absent, and his clothes were gone, but a set of Brett’s shirt and boxers were on the bed. He must have taken the clothes to wash, they had made quite a mess, he could have-should have been the one to do that. It made him smile, Brett didn’t treat him like a tool, or a machine, he did things for him. Thanks to him he had his own clothes, but he also relished the excuse to things of Brett’s. 

“Damn.”

He’d been aware of Brett being near, but was slightly surprised by the reaction he got, then again he was standing fully naked in the middle of the man’s room. 

It wasn’t a big city, not like New York or Chicago, but it sprawled and bustled in a pleasant way, you could find what you needed without going too far. At least you used to be able to. He frowned at the sign on the door thanking their customers for years of patronage. The couple that ran the store had been older, wanting to retire, the market for used books wasn’t exactly on the rise. 

He supposed he ought to wish them well and find the next closest store lest his neighbors be disappointed. A quick map search and he was on his way to the next shop that wasn’t some big box store. 

The big stores often had androids working and it always gave him an uneasy feeling, like they would see through him. Report him, and ruin the quiet little life he’d made for himself. So he tended to look for the smaller shops, local people just trying to make a living, like himself. 

His situation was an odd one, an Android model that’d been recalled. Thanks to some remodeling and modifications he’d managed to slip under the radar. The David model had been too real for people, it frightened them, and in some cases... well they turned aggressive when put through abuse. They’d been recalled and destroyed. That was years ago now.

It took a few years of living on the street, making back alley deals, but he managed to find a job that even included room and board. He was one of 4 attendants that lived in a building with seniors who only needed partial assistance, someone on call just in case. He had some brief training on emergency medical situations and that was it. He had a small apartment to himself and people who depended on him. It was technically his day off, but since he was going out he promised he would stop in to pick up a few things. 

The shop was a little out of his way, but it looked nice enough as e stepped in to the soft sound of a bell chiming as he opened the door. 

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